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Need You Now
By : djserani
Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male
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About fifteen minutes later, he was back. "I managed find one," Kakashi said as he closed the door. "I also saw Matsuri-san who told us to expect the storm to last a couple of days, at least."

"That's� a lot of card games." Yamato sighed.

"I'm sure we'll figure something out," Kakashi said.

They settled onto the bed because the table was too small for the three of them and as Kakashi shuffled, Iruka was reminded vividly of the party. "So, how was the party after we left?" The copy nin asked, uncannily reading his mind.

"Oh, it got�interesting. Anko decided it was time to play strip poker." Iruka glanced at them. "I lost. Well, everyone lost, except her."

"Somehow that doesn't surprise me," Yamato said. "She has a knack for that sort of thing."

"It's the intelligence group. I swear they've got a sixth sense for that. Never play against Ibiki, either. He's just as bad, though I really wouldn't want to see that man naked." Kakashi shuddered.

"No, no, I can say that's one body I'd be happy to never see without its entire set of clothing," Iruka just barely managed to suppress his own shudder.

"Here, here," Yamato held up his cup.

"So, what should we play?" Kakashi asked. "Dai Fugo?"

"That's fine with me," Iruka grinned. "I can actually win at that one."

"I don't know, I'm pretty good," Yamato said.

"Pretty good won't beat me." Iruka laughed. "I've won more than I've lost."

"Care to put your money where your mouth is?" Kakashi asked.

"I don't have much with me," Iruka said, apologetically.

"Fine then, how about your clothes?" Yamato asked.

The room went dead silent and Iruka stared at them He could almost hear real crickets chirping. "What? If you're that good, you won't lose yours, will you?" The copy nin raised his visible eyebrow.

"Um," Iruka cleared his throat, trying to suppress his blush. "How does one bet his clothes for that?"

"Simple. Poor man loses a piece of clothing." Kakashi shrugged.

"Well, I suppose that's�workable." Iruka stared at them. "Sorry, um, my last attempt at strip anything went a little� crazy."

"Saturday night?" Yamato asked and Iruka nodded.

"What happened?" Kakashi asked as he started dealing the cards.

He sighed. "Well, the strip part wasn't so bad. It's what happened after we ran out of clothes."

Yamato raised his eyebrow at that. "You kept playing?"

"Yeah, Anko challenged us and, well�"

"You don't back down from Anko," Kakashi finished.

"Right. So, um, Kotetsu and Izumo were there and apparently Kotetsu has been in love with Izumo for a while. Just never could say anything, so he jumped at the chance, probably figuring somewhere along the way he'd do something with him." Iruka took a sip of his tea wishing desperately for something stronger.

"Did they?" Yamato asked, as he organized his cards.

Iruka studied his for a moment, working through them. "Yeah. First thing Anko did was make them kiss."

"That's not so bad." Kakashi said.

Iruka chuckled. "It didn't stay with kissing." He glanced up and held out a fist. "Rock, paper, scissors for the first play?"

The other two put theirs out. "Two rocks to my scissors." Yamato groaned. "I'm in trouble."

Iruka ended up beating Kakashi. "You know, Yamato, this might not have been the best idea," the copy nin said, looking over his cards again.

Iruka looked over his hand again. He had one four of a kind, but he didn't want to start out with that. He could save that. He didn't need to be rich man, just not poor man. At least, not first. He put a three out, knowing it would be beat. "I told you I win at it a lot."

"So what happened after the kissing?" Yamato asked as he laid out a five.

"Turns out, Anko had a thing for Aoba." Iruka said, watching Kakshi put a six down. He laid a seven out next.

"Really? Yamashiro?" Kakashi looked up at that. "I thought he was into guys."

"Apparently he goes both ways. Surprised the rest of us." He shook his head. "She also likes watching gay guys go at it."

"Somehow that doesn't surprise me." Yamato said, putting down a nine.

"Yeah, me, either." Kakashi said. "Hmm. Pass."

"Pass." Iruka said and Yamato flipped the cards over. He put out a pair of sixes. "So, what happened with Yamashiro?"

"He kissed her. To start. She didn't lose any more hands after that." Iruka chuckled. "He was convinced she was stacking the deck. It was fairly tame, though, until Aoba challenged her."

Kakashi looked up. "Challenged her?"

"Yeah. He flat out asked her why she was bothering with the game when he knew all she really wanted to do was watch the gay guys fuck."

"He said that?" Yamato shook his head. "He must like whips."

"I think he does." Iruka said, "but I think he was more hoping he could get her to have sex with him."

"Did he succeed?" Kakashi asked. The card game had been forgotten.

Iruka nodded. "Yeah." He fell silent and stared at his cards. "Um, who's turn is it?"

"I'm guessing she didn't just take him off to a bedroom for it, huh?" Kakashi asked, laying a pair of eights down.

"No. No, what she did was ask who he was going to fuck if we did with our, um, partners." Iruka laid a pair of nines down.

"And he challenged her then, didn't he?" Kakashi asked.

"Yep. And you can guess that was the end of the discussion." Iruka swallowed.

"Man's got balls," Yamato muttered, laying down a queen and a joker.

"I can honestly say I don't think I've ever done anything like that." Kakashi said, considering his cards. Then, "pass."

"Pass," Iruka said. "I never have before and I doubt I ever will again." He shook his head. "It was an� experience. And not entirely a positive one." He took a deep breath. "I think Izumo and Kotetsu ended up together, though, so that's something. And the last I saw of Anko and Aoba were the edges of her knees and his back. We, um, transported away right after that."

Yamato cleared the cards and laid down a four. "Geez. Hell of a night. I think I'm glad we left."

"Yeah," Kakashi said. "I'm not sure I'd have been up to that."

"The strip part wasn't so bad," Iruka said. "As we were finishing that up, Genma and his girlfriend and her friends went into their bedroom, so it was just the six of us left." He took a deep breath. "Anyway, yeah. I think I could happily put that in the past and leave it there."

"I'm sorry. I didn't�" Kakashi started, but Iruka held up a hand.

"Don't worry about it. Look," he sighed and frowned. " I just got done telling you I'm not a slut, then I tell you about this." He swallowed. "That was an aberration. I don't do that kind of thing. For the record, I was with Raido the whole time, except for kissing Kotetsu once. I didn't touch anyone else. The only thing I can say for myself is that I must have had about half a bottle of whiskey."

"That stuff is hard, too. I didn't know you could drink that much." Yamato's eyebrow went up.

"Maybe I can't," he said with a half laugh, then he frowned and swallowed, his eyes fixed unseeingly on his cards.

"We don't think that of you, Iruka," Kakashi said, quietly.

The younger man looked up. "I wish I hadn't done it. Hell, I wish I hadn't seen Raido again. That was a mistake." He shook his head. "No, the mistake was fucking him again." He put his cards down a moment and buried his face in his hands. "God, I'm a mess. I'm sorry." He rubbed his face hard, took a deep breath and picked his cards up again. "Really sorry."

Kakashi set his cards down and turned more toward Iruka. "We don't think badly of you for it."

He looked up at the copy nin, then over at Yamato. "Well, um, thank you." He swallowed hard. "It's your turn, Kakashi."

The older man looked at him again, then picked his own cards up and laid down a six. Iruka put a seven down and took a moment to close his eyes. He was dangerously close to shut down again. He took a deep breath and worked to focus himself. He felt the hand on his arm and knew without looking it was Kakashi's and just the touch helped to calm him a little. "Iruka, look at me."

He opened his eyes to see Kakashi's full face looking at him. "Don't. Don't go back there, Iruka. You don't need to." He paused and waited for the darkness, the haunted look, to start to fade from Iruka's eyes. "Look, we both like you a lot. We respect you, and not just because you're a fucking scary shinobi. It's okay."

He glanced over at Yamato to see a similar look on his face. "We're friends, Iruka. We're not going to judge you."

He closed his eyes and took one more deep breath. "I'm sorry. I can't believe I let what he said get to me so much." He shook his head.

"It's understandable. He knew what would hurt you the most. And he's a bastard for using it." Yamato said. He put a hand on Iruka's other arm. "Don't let him do this to you."

He was starting to breathe easier. Between the two of them, the remnants of the need to draw himself in faded. "Thank you. That helps. A lot."

They went back to the cards in silence for a round. "Can I tell you something?" Kakashi asked as Yamato laid down a card. When Iruka nodded, he said, "I'd have given just about anything to see that. If only to see you."

Iruka stared at him, then looked at Yamato immediately. The man just told him he would have wanted to see him naked. In front of his partner. But when he looked at Yamato, he had the same half smile on his face that Kakashi did and he was looking back at him. "Fly on the wall," Yamato said with a twinkle in his eye.

"Well," he said, no idea how to answer that, "if you win, you'll� get my shirt. That's� a start." He stared at his cards and realized they just might. His attention was most definitely not on the game. They wanted to see him naked?

"I thought you said you win this." Yamato said with a chuckle.

"Pass," Kakashi said.

"Pass." Iruka glanced up. "Yeah, um, my mind wasn't on the game."

"Right. Nice try. I think you bluffed." Yamato said, chuckling. "That's okay, I don't mind being the last one naked."

"Besides, there's always the chance I'll lose first." Kakshi said.

He did. Yamato went out first and was declared rich man. Iruka followed, which mean Kakashi was poor man. He was forced to give up his shirt because neither of them would allow him to use his headband since they didn't have theirs on.

The second round went similarly, but Yamato lost his shirt next. The conversation stayed on lighter topics, and Iruka was glad for it. They talked a lot about the missions they'd gone on with Naruto and the others, told him about Sai's struggles with making friends.

They laughed a lot and things were just overall easier. Until Iruka lost his hand. When he pulled his shirt off, there were still faded bruises from Raido on him. He stared at his chest, holding on to his shirt, wishing again he could go back and redo the weekend. Desperately wishing he hadn't been with him.

He glanced up at the other two to see them watching him. He shook his head, at a loss for what to say. They exchanged a glance and Kakashi set the cards aside. "Iruka, you know, maybe you just need something else to think about."

He raised an eyebrow and looked over at Yamato. "That's a good idea. Something to help replace the memories, maybe," Yamato said, and he and Kakashi looked at each other a moment, then turned back to him.

"Exactly." Kakashi said, leaning forward. "How about you let us replace those memories for you?"

Iruka swallowed, hard. This wasn't happening. He had to be dreaming. Maybe he fell asleep in the shower or something. That's it. This was his fantasy. Any second he'd wake up, his hand on his cock, in the middle of masturbating.

Except he didn't. Wake up that is. Instead, he was staring into a pair of mismatched eyes watching him. He tore his eyes away from the copy nin who was just too damned close and looked over at Yamato.

He'd moved closer to Iruka, too, until they were both right there. Holy shit, they were moving in on him. They were serious. No, no, he didn't believe it. Not in a million years did they want this. It just wasn't possible. "Um�"

And then he felt them. A set of lips on him.

Oh.

My.

God.

Kakashi was kissing him.

The feeling went through him immediately. This touch was nothing like the one on his shoulder, nothing like the light brush on his arm. His eyes closed and another set of lips joined the first, on the other side. Yamato's. It was Yamato's mouth on him. And oh god, it went right along his skin. His cock sprang to attention and he nearly stopped breathing.

Someone pulled his hair tie out and he felt fingers thread through it. He moaned quietly at the way they were playing with his hair. "Soft," Yamato's voice whispered. "Oh god, so soft." His face was buried in Iruka's neck. The breath the older man took ghosted over the sensitive spot behind Iruka's ear and he moaned louder.

The teacher tried to take a deep breath, but couldn't. His chest was too tight, his heart pounding. He looked over at Yamato, then he tentatively reached up to his hair. It was even softer than it looked. He threaded his fingers through it, giving in to the thing he'd wanted to do for so long.

It didn't feel anything like Raido's hair. It was softer, felt better on his fingers. Felt�right. No no no! It couldn't be! This man belonged to someone else.

The one currently nibbling on your right ear. His Inner-Iruka reminded him.

He was. They were seducing him! The one that had been fantasizing about them for months, no years. And they were seducing him!

He closed his eyes and gave in to the sensations, the feel of these men touching him. His other arm went around Kakashi. He ran his hand along the muscular back, over the scars he could feel everywhere, up to the silver hair. It was just as soft as Yamato's, though overall it was a little coarser. It, too, felt so good in his fingers. So good to just touch.

What was he going to do? He couldn't make love with them. No no no no no! If he did, he'd never be able to face them! They'd see. There's no way he could hide it! No way he could avoid the emotion in his face. It had always been an open book and this would be even worse.

But oh god, he wanted to. He wanted them so badly, wanted to touch, taste, kiss. He wanted to feel.

And why did it feel so right? How did they feel so right? Like he belonged between these two men?

He didn't, couldn't. They belonged to each other.

They were helping him. Wanted to make him feel better. Replacing bad memories with good ones. That's what they'd said, right? Pity?

He swallowed hard. "Wait." What the hell was he saying? They didn't move at first, neither seeming to want to let go. He pulled his arms back. "Wait, Kakashi, Yamato wait."

It got through. They pulled back and it looked like it took a major effort to do so. Their faces were flushed, eyes heavy with lust and another emotion he wasn't willing to try to name. They glanced at each other before looking back at him.

It took every ounce of willpower in him to speak. "Why?"

Kakashi blinked at him and Yamato frowned. "What?" The brunet said.

"Why? Why do you want to?" Iruka asked. He couldn't breathe, all of a sudden. He didn't really want to hear the answer, he was afraid he knew what it would be. Why couldn't I just take it?

He knew why. He'd fucked up badly with Raido, and he was afraid he was going to fuck up with them. Pity? Even if it was, shouldn't he take the chance they were giving him? God, he was such an idiot. He'd stopped them and now they were going to say it. If he hadn't forced it, he could at least pretend it was because --

"Because we want you."

He stopped. "What?" Kakashi couldn't have said what he thought he did. He blinked at him, his confused gaze moving to Yamato. The other man looked at him with an equally bewildered expression.

"We want you, Iruka. We want to be with you." Yamato's words were so quiet, he had to strain to hear them and when he focused on the other man, he couldn't mistake the hurt in Yamato's eyes and he realized that he thought he was being rejected. Him, Iruka, reject them? Impossible!

"But�" he stopped, took another shallow breath, since it was all he was capable of. He closed his eyes. "But is it just about helping me? Making me feel better?" Pity?

"Truthfully?" Kakashi asked and Iruka had to open his eyes to look at him. "We're using it. As an excuse."

The younger man shook his head. "I don't�"

"If we'd just approached you, tonight of all nights, and told you we wanted to be with you, what would you have said?"

"You're crazy." Iruka said, automatically.

"Precisely. We knew you wouldn't believe us. But dammit, we're not kidding." Kakashi said, letting a little bit of frustration leak into his voice.

"And we're not crazy." Yamato said. "Not completely, anyway," this was muttered.

Iruka closed his eyes. "I� want to. But I don't want to fuck up our friendship. I don't want to fuck up again so badly." His voice faded to a whisper and he knew they didn't hear him, they couldn't have. "I don't want pity."

"Pity?" There was anger in that voice and Iruka's eyes snapped open when the lips crashed into his. They slid closed again as Kakashi's mouth moved over his. The arms went around him, holding him close, the tongue touched his lips and he opened to him, his hands going into the silver hair; his body pushing his mind aside and taking what it wanted.

Oh God. It was so good. Felt so good. The nibbles, the tastes. And what was that behind it? What was he feeling there? It wasn't pity, no. That couldn't be mistaken. Want, need, yes. He felt those. There was something else there, a flavor he couldn't examine yet, but the want and need were unmistakable. And the pity was distinctly missing.

Kakashi pulled back. "Did that feel like pity?" He asked roughly.

Iruka couldn't speak. He shook his head and cursed himself for being near tears. He looked over at Yamato who moved in next.

He'd been right. These were soft, gentle. His kiss asked, Kakashi's demanded. He coaxed, Kakashi pulled. He nibbled on Iruka's lips, and yet again, he had to recognize that there was no pity there. When Yamato pulled back, he swallowed hard at the lump in his throat. "I'm sorry."

He closed his eyes again as he battled his emotions. His body fought against the tears that wanted to leak. He wouldn't cry in front of them, he wasn't going to do it. No, God dammit, no!

In trying to do the right thing, he was going to fuck up anyway.

He felt a finger under his chin and he opened his eyes. The mismatched ones were close again. "Don't apologize. You have nothing to apologize for. We care about you and we don't want to see you hurting. If we can help that, not out of pity but out of care for you, we want to."

"Please, Iruka, let us." Yamato's voice flowed to him.

He swallowed again and the tears ebbed. He reached up tentatively and ran his fingertips over the cheek. He took a deep breath, realizing he could actually do so.

He looked to the side, to Yamato and leaned over to him. This time he kissed. He caught those lips and it exploded on them. Passion, yes passion, he'd never felt before slammed into him with more force than the sand storm raging outside their window.

His hands went back into the hair, that soft hair he'd wanted to feel so badly. The soft kisses turned demanding and Yamato's arms went around him pulling him tightly against the other man.

And then he felt the other, he felt Kakashi, move his hair aside and go back to his neck. His lips nibbled and bit at his skin and he moaned loudly against Yamato's mouth. "I need you, Iruka. I want you," Yamato whispered before capturing his lips again.

Kakashi moved up to his ear, finding that spot that drove him crazy, the one Yamato had exploited earlier. The copy nin did so now, pulling more moans from him, demanding he give. As Iruka had known he would.

"I've�" Iruka paused to moan. "I've wanted you for a long time." It was just a breath of a sound in Yamato's ear, but he savored it. He closed his eyes and let his own quiet moan out as Iruka started to kiss his way along his chin.

His mouth was incredible. He made a trail down Yamato's neck and when he found the spot at the juncture of his shoulder, the gasp was loud in the room. Iruka used it, teased it and Yamato was having a very hard time not pushing him over and stripping his remaining clothes off with no other preamble.

He ran his hands over the skin under his and gave in to the urge to leave a mark of his own. "Oh god, Yamato." Music. It was like music to hear his name from those lips. He glanced up at Kakashi and the copy nin took Iruka's hands in his own, pulling him back against him. He watched for just a minute as Kakashi nibbled, bit and marked Iruka himself. He paused to drop a kiss on the older man's lips, then turned back to the teacher.

And Yamato took the chance to taste this man he'd been wanting for what felt like forever. He moved his lips down over that chest and decided to take their promise to heart. He replaced every bruise Raido left on him with one of his own, then added a few new ones. He kissed, nibbled and licked, sucking on the skin, savoring the moans and gasps coming from the man under him. He took his time, covering every inch of the chest in front of him.

"Yamato, God�" He nearly whined it. "More, please, more�"

"Impatient thing, aren't you?" Kakashi asked in is ear, nipping at the shell of it. His body was one live nerve. He couldn't think, couldn't do anything. He could only feel. The hands holding his, the lips on him.

Oh yes, he was impatient. He wanted to taste, he wanted to kiss and bite. He was with the two people he'd fantasized about for years! He didn't want to just take, just receive. He wanted to give, wanted to touch, too.

"Yes, dammit. I want you, too!" He twisted his head around and took Kakashi's mouth. He put his own need into it, his own near desperation. He sucked that tongue into his mouth, nearly devouring it, and was rewarded with a loud moan from the other man. Their tongues battled as they warred with each other over the need to give.

Then he felt the button on his pants open, his underwear get pulled aside and a hand wrap around his cock. They broke apart, Kakashi staring down into his eyes and he couldn't hold back the moan. "Oh fuck, that feels good." Then a tongue joined the hand and his head whipped around to stare at the brown hair brushing his stomach.

Yamato wrapped his lips around him and he hissed out a breath. He pulled back a moment. "God, you taste better than I imagined." He imagined him? His taste? Oh fuck. This was too much, he couldn't believe it. He took Iruka back into his mouth and the younger man's eyes closed, another moan being pulled from his throat.

That mouth was talented in ways Iruka never imagined. He was so slow, so thorough. He was already hard, so hard and nearly desperate. He couldn't hold on like that. "Yamato, God, it's too much, I'll come�" He fought against the arms holding him down, against Kakashi's strength, but it was useless and he knew it.

"Not yet," he begged when Yamato wouldn't let up. "Not yet, please, I need you. God, inside me." The words flowed into each other, a long plea of need and want.

The brown eyes looked up at him, intense. He sat up and opened his own pants, then stood long enough to remove them and Iruka's eyes widened at the beautiful cock in front of him. He came back to him, their lips meeting again and he felt his own pants being tugged off.

Kakashi released him and he nearly attacked Yamato. Mouths crashed together, lips and tongues tangled in their desperation to taste and feel. "I want to taste you." Iruka whispered when they broke apart. "I've� God, I've been wanting to for so long, please."

Yamato laid back, and Iruka took his opportunity. He dragged his lips across the skin, down over the chest and stomach. Nipping and nibbling along the way, he left marks he didn't mean to make. He couldn't seem to help himself. He had no idea if he'd ever get this chance again and he was determined to make the most of it.

And then he was there and he paused a moment. Yamato was hard, straining, his cock just begging for Iruka's lips and tongue. He stared for a moment at the beads of pre-cum, gave in to the hunger and ran his tongue over it, licking it off.

The gasp above him was his reward and he took the whole thing into his mouth. He moved down over it, relaxing his throat, wanting to feel it fill him. And he wasn't disappointed. He felt the hands in his hair and listened to the moans above him. He swallowed it, then pulled off.

When he did, he felt the other set of lips on him, teasing his ass, nipping his cheeks, then Kakashi parted them. Oh god, that was his tongue on him. He tasted, tormented Iruka's tight muscle, and when the younger man moaned even louder, pushed it through and into him just enough to make him completely crazy. "Oh God, Kakashi!"

The copy nin moved back. "Don't forget Yamato," he said with amusement and Iruka turned back to the other man.

He concentrated on giving him pleasure, hoping it would help him hold off a little longer. He turned back to the cock in front of him and used his tongue, his lips, nibbled lightly, licked, then sucked some more. He savored the taste like the best wine he'd ever had. No, better. He did everything he could think of to pleasure him, but he, too, wasn't ready for it to be over. He pulled on Iruka. "No, not yet, please."

When he paused, letting go of the older man's cock, Iruka felt the first slicked up finger push into him. Kakashi's finger. Inside of him. Oh god. He pushed back against it a little, his eyes closing at the feel. The other hand massaged his ass, as he worked the finger into him.

His head rested on the stomach below him, his entire being focused on the copy nin when the second finger was added. Then Yamato's arms went around him, running his hands over his back, through his hair. And as he played, it only got worse. "Oh God, more, Kakashi, please, I need to feel you. I need one of you inside me, now."

"Patience, Ruka. Patience," he whispered into Iruka's ear and he nearly came just from that. Kakashi's voice using that name. Those fingers buried inside of him, the breath on his ear, Yamato's hands in his hair, it was almost too much.

But Kakashi's fingers turned a little more aggressive, stretching him more, working him to accept a cock and a moment later, Iruka was rewarded. He felt the older man's cock nudging him. "OH god, yes!"

He leaned up and Yamato slid down just enough to be able to kiss Iruka thoroughly as Kakashi worked his way into the younger man. The brunet held the teacher close, arms wrapped around him and the copy nin pushed into Iruka all the way.

"Fuck you're so tight. God," Kakashi moaned. He bent over Iruka's back, leaving a trail of kisses along one shoulder. He pulled his hair aside, leaving another on the back of his neck. "Feel so good," he whispered and Iruka shivered.

Then Kakashi started to move, and the movement caused Iruka's cock to rub against Yamato's. He reached between them and wrapped his hand around the older man's as their lips moved over each other's. "Please don't," Yamato begged when they broke apart. "I want to be inside you when I come."

How could he say no to that? He couldn't, but oh God, Kakashi was hitting his prostate and he couldn't think straight. The copy nin sped up, desperately holding on to Iruka's hips, the sounds from him getting louder and Iruka grabbed onto Yamato, holding his hands to ground himself just a little. If he didn't do something, he was going to go off.

"Oh God, not yet, please, not yet�" Iruka begged, but it was too much. The friction against his cock, Kakashi hitting his prostate just right, that voice calling his name again and he lost it, coming hard, his orgasm intense. "FUCK OH GOD OH FUCK! Kakashi! YAMATO!!" He shouted. He shattered into a million little pieces as the pleasure exploded in him. He was put back together and shattered again. He buried his face in Yamato's neck, shuddering and convulsing with it. Yamato's arms came around him, holding him through it.

"That's it, Ruka, come. Come hard." Yamato's voice coaxed him, drawing his climax out.

A minute after that, Kakashi shouted. "RUKA! FUCK! I'm coming!" And thrust hard into him one more time, his cock twitching inside of him, filling him with his seed. He collapsed onto his back for a moment, and Iruka could feel his heart pounding, his breath coming in gasps. "God, Ruka�" Kakashi whispered, his arms sliding around him, light kisses on his shoulder and the side of his face. Iruka turned his head and met those lips, and the emotion behind it nearly took his breath away.

Kakashi pulled back and eased out of him. Iruka leaned up and looked down at Yamato and their mouths met again. The kiss took over and they rolled.

When they broke apart, Yamato sat back. Kakashi coated his cock and then the younger man positioned himself, eyes closed, slowly easing into Iruka. The copy nin turned to the younger man and captured his mouth again. Iruka's eyes closed, he lost himself in the kiss and was surprised to feel the hand on his cock.

What shocked him more was responding to it. It didn't work that way. He didn't work that way. But no, no, he was getting hard again, Kakashi working him over and it only got worse when Yamato started moving, then.

He watched the facial expressions, paid careful attention to each angle. He wanted to learn what made this man crazy, every little thing that gave him pleasure. He found that he could do too much if he hit Iruka's prostate directly and that backing off a little then hitting it again was better.

He discovered that long, slow strokes made him moan low in his throat. But if he moved faster, pumped harder, he nearly screamed. And if he held nothing back, gave it to him fast and hard, he did scream then, dragging his nails down over Yamato's skin leaving marks and making the older man have to fight incredibly hard to hold on.

He found just the right angles, too, that pulled the louder moans and the near screams from him. He watched in fascination as his face flushed when Iruka again got close to his climax. And it was a beautiful sight to him.

It was only by paying so much attention to the younger man that he was able to hold on himself. He wanted this to last so much, wanted this first time to be something Iruka would remember. When the younger man opened his eyes and they met Yamato's, he did everything he could to make sure the feelings behind them were obvious. Because he saw them in the other man's eyes, too.

But try as he might, Iruka just felt too good. His own eyes closed and he fought hard against the impending orgasm. "Not yet�" he pleaded, though he had no idea to whom. "Oh God, please� Ruka� oh God, Ruka! Come, please�" He wouldn't, couldn't finish before him.

Kakashi's hand moved a little faster, Yamato shifted his angle a little and then he felt the muscles clamp down on him. "YES! Oh God, yes, I'm coming again! YAMATO! Oh God, Yamato!" Iruka shouted as he lost it. He just couldn't hold on through that, Iruka's body milking him and he came hard, incredibly hard. He shook, shuddered with the power of the orgasm, convinced he was going to black out. He thrust hard once more, Iruka's name a shout, filling the other man with his cum, then collapsed onto him, totally spent.

He stared at the ceiling, at a complete loss. Nothing. Nothing in his life had ever prepared him for that. Nothing had ever felt like that anywhere in any of his experiences.

His arms were around them, one around each. Kakashi was on one side, Yamato on the other, their faces once more buried in his hair at his neck, his hands threaded through their hair. He couldn't breathe, his heart was still pounding.

And his mind was a complete mess. What had just happened? Had he really just made love to both of these men? He couldn't call that fucking, there was no way. What he saw in their eyes, what was behind each touch, each kiss, couldn't be missed. Maybe it wasn't love, maybe it wasn't quite what he felt for them.

But he knew it wasn't the same empty sex he'd had before. No, no, definitely not. No where near it.

And it didn't begin to compare to what he'd had with Raido. Holy God, not in a million years.

What the hell had they just done?
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Need You Now	By : djserani Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3670 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Need You Now