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Chapter List
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Author's Note: This chapter takes place directly after chapter nineteen. It would be a good idea to re-read/skim that one before reading this one. Also, this chapter has some sex in it. (I know, I know! At long last!) Enjoy!

Chapter Twenty
Kakashi sprawled across the couch in the living room and flipped open an old Icha Icha volume. Feeling Sasuke nearby after their discussion merited the distraction. He tried not to pay attention to the rattle of dishes and the muffled footfalls. Sasuke was a quiet dishwasher. Kakashi knew from experience that it wasn�t an easy thing to do. Granted, Sasuke didn�t break nearly so many dishes as Kakashi did, nor did he whistle obscene songs while working. Still, it seemed there was something forced about Sasuke�s silence. The tension in the house had not abated as Kakashi had hoped for. It had, instead, changed into something he wasn't sure he wanted to put a finger on.
He flipped through the pages, barely looking. Sasuke was disturbing him. The dishes clinked and he couldn�t concentrate. The running water was too loud, echoing off the walls as it never had before. Kakashi found himself holding his breath, waiting for Sasuke�s feet to hit the floor again. It was stupid and he couldn�t stop. Sasuke, Sasuke, Sasuke. Even his heartbeat was getting in on the game. And then, when Sasuke finished the dishes, Kakashi found himself impatient, nerves jangling as he waited for Sasuke to come out of the kitchen.
When Sasuke came into the living room, Kakashi suddenly found himself standing at attention. His book, rejected, lay on the floor. Kakashi slipped into the role of playing himself--casual, collected-- because, at this very moment, he was not himself and he needed to be. Sasuke strode up to him and, for the first time in days, looked him in the eye and held his gaze without blinking or turning away.
�Okay,� he said.
Kakashi was nonplussed. And then his insides caught up with his ears and the bottom dropped out of his stomach.
�Okay? Like�� said Kakashi.
He made a passing nod at the kitchen and gave himself points when his voice continued to be even when he spoke again.

"Now?" said Kakashi.
�Yes,� said Sasuke. "Please."
And he dropped his eyes and, awkwardly, reached out for Kakashi.
Kakashi stepped forward, oddly drained of anticipation. He completed the embrace, putting his hands on Sasuke�s shoulders and pulling him forward. Sasuke practically vibrated with tension, but he didn�t resist.
Kakashi wasn�t surprised that Sasuke didn�t want to kiss. He was surprised, though, that Sasuke would risk hurting his neck to avoid face-to-face contact. As soon as his face got within a foot of Kakashi's, he turned his head to the side and leaned his cheek against his shoulder, instead, chin pressing against him hard. Kissing didn�t matter much to Kakashi. There were plenty of other things to do.
He let his eye wander. There was plenty to see, too. While he didn�t understand Sasuke�s choice of clothing, couldn't guess why he had kept wearing the same basic style as he had worn upon his return to Konoha, Kakashi did, at this moment, appreciate the large percentage of skin his shirt left bare. It made it remarkably easy to look and to touch. Kakashi had somehow expected Sasuke to go straight for removing his mask, but this leisurely, tentative exploration was pleasant.
Sasuke was warm underneath Kakashi�s hands, and his lean body was packed with muscles that didn�t give under pressure. He slid his hands along carefully, never straying from already-exposed skin, trying even now to respect Sasuke�s boundaries. And then Kakashi brushed over the curse seal. It was warmer than the rest of Sasuke, and the skin seemed to hum underneath his palm. His fingers came away smelling like ozone. Kakashi pressed a little harder, gently digging into the flesh and muscle. The attention he lavished on the curse seal made Sasuke shiver and lose some of the tightness around his eyes. Sasuke's grip on Kakashi loosened up, and he shifted his chin to the side so it just rested against him, no longer a point of pressure but a warm, barely-there presence.

Kakashi moved on to Sasuke's arms and wrists and hands. He ran his thumb over Sasuke�s palm and discovered nothing but smooth skin. Years of training should have scarred and callused them, but here they were, narrow, milk-soft, sensitive. Sasuke jerked in his grasp and his breath hitched in a telltale manner. Apparently, one of Sasuke�s spots was his hands. Kakashi ran the pad of his thumb over the meat of Sasuke�s hand, just to be sure. Sasuke�s eyes closed. His heart sped up, hammering through his ribs and tattooing its beat on Kakashi's body. Kakashi watched sweat bead at his temples.
Again, Kakashi took Sasuke�s hand in his. This time he put some pressure behind his explorations and his callused fingertips scraped the length of each finger, circled the palm, smoothed the little dips between the knuckles. All Sasuke�s breath left in a single exhale and he struggled to bring more air back into his chest. Kakashi watched a fine flush creep up his face, turning the white to pink. He listened as Sasuke�s breathing became less even and controlled.
When Kakashi stroked both hands at once, a choked sound left Sasuke. Kakashi did it again and Sasuke moaned, bit his lip. He flattened Sasuke�s hands and moved them over his mask. They radiated heat and he trembled for a second, feeling that warmth and smelling Sasuke�s skin. He smelled so good. Kakashi wanted to take off his mask.
He realized then that he was acutely interested in having sex with Sasuke. The tension in the room was much more pleasant now, anticipatory, but it was building up every second that Kakashi touched Sasuke. He wanted more, and the strength of that need, of that craving, was daunting. But this was what he'd wanted, wasn't it? A fine tremor ran through him as he wondered what Sasuke might let him do. His skin prickled, thinking what Sasuke might do to him. His mouth was suddenly dry and his face warmed. Kakashi let one of Sasuke�s hands go, but kept the other and stroked it, reveling in the feel of Sasuke.
�Take off your shirt,� said Kakashi. �If you take off your shirt, I�ll take off my mask.�
Sasuke nodded. Kakashi used his free hand and stretched the mask up and over his head, skinning off his hitai-ate as well. Sasuke stared for a moment. Kakashi imagined he saw something in those dark eyes warm up. He put the mask off to the side.
Sasuke pulled his hand out of Kakashi�s and, shaking a little, untucked the hem from his belted-in waist. He shrugged out of the shirt, left shoulder then right. Sasuke let the shirt drop to the floor.
Kakashi licked his lips. He flattened his tongue against the roof of his mouth, trying to get some moisture back into his mouth. Sasuke was striking. Kakashi realized how little he�d noticed before now.
Sasuke wasn�t perfect. He had a lot of scars, mostly old and dead and white, barely visible. A few were pinkish, and one hand-sized one on his back looked purplish, like a faded birthmark. But it was definitely a scar. Kakashi could see pitting and ridges. The curse seal stood out vividly on the top of Sasuke�s shoulder. He remembered the raw electric smell of it, how it was just a bit warmer than the skin around it. And his mouth was no longer dry, and he wanted to taste that skin.
Kakashi stepped forward, and so did Sasuke. They met in the middle and, through some miracle of coordination, ended up side by side on the couch. Sasuke�s fingers found their way into Kakashi�s, a balm against the slight, nervous hunch of Sasuke�s shoulders. Kakashi didn�t want to make any sudden moves, so he took up rubbing Sasuke�s hand again, slow, steady, and strong over his palm.
Sasuke relaxed, muscle by muscle, until he was mostly upright in the corner of the couch�s seat. His eyes closed and that redness and warmth returned to his cheeks. Sasuke was turned so that Kakashi had a perfect view of that seal. It made Kakashi curious.
Kakashi leaned forward and, with the very tip of his tongue, licked the index finger of his free hand. He touched it to the curse seal and Sasuke shivered. Kakashi felt a tingle run all the way up to his elbow. What might happen if he touched his tongue directly to it? Kakashi opened his mouth and, careful not to misconstrue the touch as a kiss, swiped his tongue over the seal.
The flavor of Sasuke�s skin was overwhelming. Kakashi inhaled, letting the taste and smell flow through his mouth and nose. The tingling from before trebled and resonated in his teeth, numbed his lips, made his sinuses ring. Kakashi lifted his tongue.
Sasuke twisted around and faced Kakashi. His eyes were open again. Anger, confusion, and pleasure all flashed across his face. He pulled his hand out of Kakashi�s.
�Don�t,� he said. �Just don�t.�
He touched the seal, hesitant, as if he was afraid it would bite.
Kakashi caught a hint of fear in Sasuke's eyes. He nodded.
�All right.�
Kakashi took off his gloves, stroking the leather and burnished metal before dropping them on the end table. He shook his head to clear it fully. He needed a plan, any plan that wouldn't involve scaring Sasuke off from this because, now that he'd started, he didn't want to stop what they were doing.
�I�d like to feel your scars,� said Kakashi.
�Why? It�s not like they�re sensitive,� Sasuke said.
Sasuke swallowed. His face was cold, but not closed.
�Because they�re yours,� said Kakashi.
Sasuke seemed to read some sort of deeper meaning into what Kakashi had said. His brow wrinkled in thought. Really, Kakashi knew better reasons why, but he wasn't about to tell them to Sasuke. Most importantly, the scars would distract him from the curse seal. He wanted to lick it again, as much as it had disturbed Sasuke. It had done things for him. Good things.
�Whatever,� said Sasuke.
Kakashi looked carefully at him. Whatever was as close to a yes as he was going to get, it seemed. When Sasuke wriggled a bit in his seat, Kakashi pressed a hand onto his shoulder, turning him at an angle, but keeping him sitting up. He didn�t want to crowd him or make him feel too vulnerable, as a laying-down position might do. Kakashi bit the inside of his cheek as he imagined how good it would feel to have Sasuke underneath him. He closed his eyes, focused himself, and opened them again.
He started with the obvious scars: the hand-sized one on Sasuke�s back; a slice sweeping from neck to navel; an ill-healed gash across one arm; what looked to be a kunai puncture near the kidneys. He moved on to the less apparent, working slowly from back to front. Sasuke smelled heady and good to Kakashi�s nose, but he was becoming increasingly more tense.
Kakashi withdrew his hands reluctantly. It had been nice feeling Sasuke�s skin, but nice for him didn�t guarantee nice for Sasuke�and that was kind of the point. If he asked Sasuke what he wanted, what would he say? Would he even admit to wanting anything in the first place?
�Hey Sasuke�got any requests?� said Kakashi.
�Requests?� said Sasuke.
He seemed to be startled out of his tension, blinking those dark eyes and inclining his head.
�Things that you like that you want me to do,� said Kakashi.
Kakashi rolled his eyes. Really, sometimes Sasuke was hopeless. If there was something Sasuke wanted he�d do his best to deliver. If he didn�t want, well, there was always the shower and imagination. Wouldn�t be the first time. He didn't want to push his luck and ask if there was something Sasuke might want to do in return; it wasn't explicitly part of the deal at the moment, and he didn't want to change the rules on Sasuke and have him freeze and never come back. Kakashi's stomach jerked when he realized how much he wanted him to come back.
Sasuke opened his mouth, inhaled, and hesitated. The air came out in a whoosh. Kakashi could see the gears turning.
�Well?� he said.
�It�s stupid,� said Sasuke.
He scooted a little further away from him on the couch. Not a good sign.
�I don�t know what it is," Kakashi said. "But nothing you say here, between us, is ever stupid.�
�Well, it�s just that�� said Sasuke.
Sasuke twisted his hands up in his lap.
�No one�s ever asked. If it�this�that�s what I wanted,� he said.
Sasuke's face tightened up a bit, and he refused to actually look at Kakashi.
�Sasuke,� Kakashi said. �I don�t want to do things that you don�t want. If you want to quit now, I won�t hold it against you.�
Kakashi turned the thought over. Nobody ever asked Sasuke�s opinion? But he wasn�t inexperienced� Kakashi�s frame of mind got a little darker. He didn't know the details, might never know the details, but he would walk out now if Sasuke wanted to stop. It would kill him, a little, but there could be other times to try again, if he backed off. If he kept going when Sasuke was unsure, Kakashi knew there would be no second chances.
Sasuke scowled and crossed his arms.
�I�m not some weak little girl," said Sasuke. "I don�t want to stop. Maybe if ��
Sasuke paused again.
�Yes?� said Kakashi.
�I liked�the thing with my hands,� Sasuke said.
He had a vaguely embarrassed look on his face now, and those hands were conspicuously immobile, flattened out against his thighs.
"Like�really liked it," Sasuke said.
His fingers curled up into the fabric of his pants.
Kakashi looked closely at Sasuke�s face, at his hands, at the tension riding his body.
�Your hands, then?� said Kakashi.
Kakashi slid the tips of his fingers across Sasuke�s, and he was gratified when Sasuke shifted a bit in his seat and breathed a little faster. He took Sasuke�s hand between his and ran his fingers over the palm and the warm, soft swell of the thumb. He traced the veins down the wrist and then came back up the heel and side of the pinky.
Sasuke leaned against Kakashi and Kakashi could feel his heartbeat kicking up. A surreptitious glance downward to the juncture of Sasuke's legs confirmed the success of these tactics. Well� Kakashi hoped Sasuke would enjoy what he intended to do next.
Carefully, Kakashi drew his hand close to his face. He licked a stripe down the middle of Sasuke�s pinky. Sasuke shuddered, pressing closer. Kakashi ran his tongue down the ring finger and up the middle finger. Sasuke groaned and grabbed Kakashi�s free hand with his. When Kakashi laved his index finger, Sasuke gripped him hard enough that the joints in his fingers popped.
�Easy, Sasuke,� Kakashi said.
He continued moving his tongue over the finger. Sasuke tasted salty-sweet and his skin was smooth, and Kakashi didn�t want to stop. Sasuke made his mouth water.
�Sorry.�
The pain in his hand eased up a bit.
And then Kakashi sucked Sasuke�s thumb into his mouth. Sasuke�s head hit his shoulder and he moaned, voice low and tight. Kakashi was surprised to find that his no-longer-free-hand, guided by Sasuke, was making its way into Sasuke�s pants. When he touched a part of Sasuke that he�d never seen, let alone felt, Kakashi bit the pad of Sasuke�s thumb a little harder than he intended. Sasuke's hand jerked in Kakashi's grip...but he didn�t take it back.
Kakashi ran his tongue over the bite in apology. Sasuke�s skin was so hot, and a little slick, and he wiggled his fingers and watched the fabric of Sasuke�s pants move accordingly. Sasuke bore down with his hand and directed Kakashi without words. Kakashi liked it, liked the feel of Sasuke in his hand, liked his finger in his mouth, wet with saliva. He liked how their sweat mingled at each point their skin touched, how Sasuke's nipple contracted when his forearm brushed against it, and how, when he rubbed harder against it, Sasuke licked his lips and groaned.
Sasuke�s eyes were squeezed shut and his jaw was clenched. His head lolled against Kakashi�s shoulder and his hair itched against Kakashi�s neck. Kakashi was tempted to scratch, but he didn�t want to stop touching Sasuke. Drawing circles on Sasuke�s palm with his tongue, Kakashi nipped each fingertip in turn. Each bite corresponded with a stroke down Sasuke and an upward hitch of his hips. Sasuke�s breath washed across his face. He quivered under Kakashi's touch.
Kakashi shifted positions a bit, so that he was more or less behind Sasuke. Sasuke took the interruption fairly well. Now, he rubbed against Sasuke's lower back a bit every time he moved. He relished the rough friction of the vertebrae against him. His fingers tightened around Sasuke, and suddenly Sasuke was moving with urgency.
Kakashi gave up licking Sasuke�s hand and instead started wriggling his other hand into Sasuke�s pants as well. Never letting go of Kakashi, never ceasing to move their joined hands over him, Sasuke jerked his fly open, one-handed. Kakashi took the invitation. He rocked against him and moved his hands with Sasuke�s, touching whatever, wherever he could reach. Sasuke panted and kept knocking his head on Kakashi�s chest, pushing hard against him and biting his lip. Kakashi blinked sweat out of his eyes and gave Sasuke one last, hard stroke.
Sasuke tensed and came, throat working, jaw dropped, chest rising and falling as he shook and gasped for air. His whole body shuddered, and he accidentally shoved Kakashi backward into the couch's seat cushions.
Breathing hard, Sasuke lay without moving, an elbow in Kakashi�s side. Kakashi took one of his hands back. It was smeared with Sasuke�s come. He left the other where it was on Sasuke�s hot flesh, still touching, still connected. As carefully as he could, Kakashi eased his freed hand underneath Sasuke and jerked off, trying not to think about how Sasuke�s bare back pressed against him felt, how he'd like to do more than just touch, how Sasuke would feel and taste and sound, if only he could�
Kakashi came almost embarrassingly fast.
Hooray! I don't know about you, but I've been waiting for this chapter for quite some time! It's not quite an awkward sex scene, but I think I laid out enough hints that neither one of them was completely comfortable with the situation. (And yet, they still managed to get in a bit of fun.)
That being said, this was a difficult chapter to retool. I hope it turned out all right. I had to get rid of some lingering elements of mean!Kakashi and replace them with the kinder, gentler version we've seen thus far. Still, he continues with his core behavior of saying one thing and thinking/doing/feeling another. He's not having sex with Sasuke for Sasuke's sole benefit, you know? Kakashi's probably not going to reveal his ulterior motives for a while, even to himself. At least, he won't be fully articulate about it for sometime, I don't think.
See you for the weekend update!
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