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The More Things Change	By : Sushi4Brains Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 8511 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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“Geez … what’s with that face? Am I doing something wrong, Kakashi?”
“How’s that?”
“Well ... you stopped again ... so naturally, I thought--”
“Huh? No … Tenzou, it's not you.” He let his hand fall limp, bedaubing oily fingers against the sheet. “I … I just don’t think I can do this right now.”
“Understood... refractory time,” he said with a knowing wink. “Nothing to be embarrassed about senpai ... most men your age have the same prob--”
“I’m three years older than you smart ass and the only problem I have right now is Hound.”
“This again? I don’t understand why it’s taking so long--”
“If you knew you’d be cast into utter darkness for an indeterminable time ... would you leap at the chance to do it Tenzou?”
“Probably not ... but once he's inside his holding pen, he poses no threat, right? Okay, here’s the deal, you can either sit there worrying about something that’s gonna resolve itself in a few minutes, or you can wonder how long it’ll take before I get up and leave. So ... you gonna do me properly or what?”
“Admire your confidence kid,” he said ruffling Tenzou’s hair. “And though I always knew you had stamina, I never would've pegged you for a power bottom--”
“A pow-- what the hell is that?”
“Tell ya later. Now then,” he said brushing his hand over a taut stomach, “where were we?” He’s right of course ... I’m making this a bigger deal than it is. Hound’s cogency over me dwindles with each step he takes. He swiped his fingers over the open emollient container as he feathered kisses against his kohai’s lips, jaw and the sensitive skin of his neck. There’s no need to fear … by now, Hound should be weakened beyond the point of physical resistance.
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That’s weird, he thought. For whatever reason, my muscles are fighting back against the intrusion. It’s not painful, per se, just this side of a strange fullness that didn’t bother me before. “Hold up a minute, senpai. I don’t know what you’re doing differently, but that kinda stings.”
Instantly, unbridled rage overtook Kakashi’s good sense. He listened in horror as the gruff voice barreled from his throat;
“Settle down goddamnit!”
His frightened eye beheld the gnarled fingers twined about a hank of brown hair as he took in the pained expression on Tenzou's face; helpless he could do nothing to ease the tension building inside the body struggling against his.
“My dick’s wider than my fingers, boy … and if you can’t handle this --”
“No … no, I can handle it … just wasn’t sure it was supposed to feel like that.”
As quickly as it came, the wrath dissipated. “Aww fuck! Tenzou, this isn’t me,’ he hissed, withdrawing his fingers. “Hound … parting shot … he’s tryna--”
“Figured out that much on my own senpai. It’s okay … we’ll ride it out … together.   I trust you, Kakashi, I know you can bring him under control.”
Would that were true, he thought. “You still wanna do this?”
“We’ve come this far. And if you leave me all hot and bothered, there’s no telling what I might do to you,” he said with a laugh.
“Alright … this is gonna sound strange but … I want you to think of yourself sitting on the toilet tryna take a dump--”
“Wow senpai … can this get any sexier?”
“Don’t be a wiseacre.   You hafta relax that inner sphincter muscle, Tenzou and as silly as it sounds … that’s the best way to do it. Remember” he said tearing open a randomly selected packet, “take a deep breath and push down as I enter and it’ll --”
“Are you shittin’ me?” He raised a finger to Kakashi’s lips, “Not another word … heard it as soon as I said it.”
“Trust me … you’ll be glad for the crude advice later.   Think you’re ready?”
“Yeah … I think … that I think I’m ready. A moment … please?”
“Concentrate on relaxing your body,” he said slathering a dollop of moisturizer over his condom covered length. “And for heaven’s sake, try not to think about Hound being--”
“Being… what?”
“So near--”
“If he’s near, that’s a good thing, isn’t it?   It means we'll soon be free of him, right?”
“Well … yes and no.”
“Whatever Kakashi … I’m as ready as I’m gonna be.”
Watching the flared head of his cock press against that tiny pink aperture and hearing Tenzou suck in another breath as his eyes fluttered closed, Kakashi slowly pushed forward. At once, superheated warmth constricts around him; gently moving deeper inside, he held himself in check as the younger man adjusted. “You doing alright?”
“Fine … just feel you should be doing something else like … I don’t know … moving?”
“As you wish.” Deliberately he pulled back and eased in again, taking careful note of his kohai’s winces and sighs.
“More … I need more,” he breathed, wrapping his arms tighter around Kakashi’s neck. “Doesn’t feel like you’re taking out your frustrations.” Grabbing at his captain's hips, he snapped, “Lazy bastard! Fuck me like you mean it!”
In that split second, Hound rose up inside Kakashi once more.
“You have no idea what you’re saying or to whom you're speaking, do you boy?”
“Nope … and right now ... I don’t give a damn! Now, shut up and fuck me, ya schizophrenic prick!”
With Yamato’s grunts and foul mouthed words egging him on, soon, he’s ramming into him without abandon - the headboard crazily slamming against the wall with each stroke.
Tenzou … always were a quick study, weren’t ya?
Kakashi could only sit back and listen, until the moment of orgasm drew closer; that’s when Hound’s control over him began to slip. Deftly dipping his hands down and under those round, flexing cheeks, he tilted Yamato’s pelvis just so, aiming for that hidden nerve bundle with the head of his cock.
Once ...
                 Twice ...
                                      Thrice ...
and hot spurts of cum splashed against their stomachs.
With one last deep thrust, twelve years of pent up sexual frustration flow from him with a shout before he crashed down onto his kohai - their breaths desperate as they clung to one another.
Just outside the bedroom door, Hound’s back collides with the wall; a rivulet of white cum spilling over the back of a black gloved hand.
“Ah … that’s the ticket,” he said. “And though you kicked me out too soon Kakashi, you did put up a good fight … I’ll grant you that.”
With his mind clear and his body relaxed … Hound determined to wait in situ until the moment was just right.
News flash Hatake,
I have not yet begun to fight - you aint seen nothing yet.”

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Green smoke filled the room as Kakashi and Yamato drop off into a deeper sleep; as the mist clears, Hound enters.. After rifling through Kakashi’s pants pockets, the armoire door creaked open; his kunai holster, filled to capacity, is snapped into place inches above his right knee. With the two remaining sealing scrolls secured inside the utility pouch at his waist and a razor-sharp katana tucked inside the scabbard at his right shoulder, once more, the armoire and closet doors click closed.
Hound slinks from the room.
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The sun’s rays blast through the drapes, Tenzou is curled into a ball beside him, his legs tangled in the sheets again and every so often, a tiny smile plays at the corners of his mouth as he slept. Propped up on his elbow, Kakashi cards his fingers through soft brown hair. I know he favors coffee … but all I have is a cupboard full of tea. Do I have enough food in the fridge?   Maybe I can take him somewhere for a bite to eat later? The smell of blood, the soft rattle of metal and the shush of fabric emanating from the open doorway made him turn away from those pleasant thoughts.
“Ah ... that explains that. Knew there had to be good reason why your memories didn’t flood back to me and why I wasn’t exhausted when you allegedly ‘disappeared,’ Hound-san. Why are you still here?”
“Why …enjoying the view, of course. You know, it’s funny, I always wanted to be the first to bust him out … and all this time, he was keeping himself chaste for his captain.”
“I was a spectator to most of the event, thanks to your interference.”
“Still, I’m proud, Hatake … you popped that cherry like a real boss.”
“Any particular reason you came armed to the teeth to congratulate me?”
“Naturally I’m armed to ensure cooperation, sir.   Got to thinking about what you said last night … fair play, honesty and all that crap; I think you owe the boy the whole truth.”
“I’ve told him everything--”
“I think not,” he hissed. “All you did was dredge up shit that should’ve stayed buried. Obviously, Hatake you don't know me as well as you thought you did. You believed all that emotional crap was my Achilles heel ... so I played along with it.”
Kakashi shook his head. “Noted. Just tell me how it's possible for you to be here--”
“Hello? I’m a fuckin’ genius, that’s how. Let me a see a jutsu once and defeat me with it, shame on me; using the same jutsu against me three times? Shame on you.”
“Duly shamed … make your point and get back where you belong.”
“All in due time my Captain. This freedom ... I find it rather enjoyable; surely, you can appreciate my reluctance about returning to a cold dark abode--”
“My heart bleeds for ya Hound-san, but get this through your thick skull; you’re a rook … a worthy chess piece, yes but in the end … you’re simply a tool that moves under my command--”
“How I miss the old days Kakashi … you used to summon me all the time, but now--”
“I was ANBU back then … my missions were different; can't very well spring you on a team of unsuspecting genin--”
“You know, there was an upside to my imprisonment … trapped inside your mind, I had access to every sealing technique you’ve ever learned--”
“So?”
In an instant, Hound was at the bedside, the tip of his katana poised above Kakashi’s stomach. “God … you’re such a cocky bastard, makes me glad now that I had nothing but time to plot revenge and figure out other ways to control my destiny--”
“The hell are you talking about?”
“I knew when you summoned me this time I’d have to force you to use those seals - to see if all my years of study would finally pay off. Lady Tsunade, bless her heart, she made the seals with a repeating even numbered sequence ... I figured, all I had to do was place the right combination of odd numbered seals along your tenketsu points to cancel ‘em out. That way I could--”
“Create portals for you to come and go as you pleased? Bravo, Hound-san ... you are a fuckin’ genius; alright you’ve had your fun - time to pack it in. And get that sword away from me, before I shove it up your ass.”
“As you wish, Master, but I’ll not disappear so easily.” He turned and walked toward the bedroom door. “Your boy refused to tell his secrets until we beat ‘em out of him. Will I have to do the same with you too?”
Throwing the covers aside, Kakashi sat up. “Let's take this ridiculous conversation out to the kitchen.”
He leaned against the door jamb with his foot braced against the opposite side of the frame sucking at his teeth. “Don’t think I can let that happen either, Chief. See, I’m here to make sure we put all our cards on the table and--”
“…’kashi,” Yamato sleepily patted him on the stomach. “You’re dreaming … wake up and go to sleep.”
“Shhh… just talking to myself again.”
“Very annoying … talk softer.” Yamato sat up, squinting against the light streaming into the room.
“Hound-san!
I mean … sir. What … how … why are you still here?”
“Tying up loose ends …
seems your captain neglected to update you about a few things--”
“We’re not gonna do this now, Hound!”
Startled by the voice coming from beside him, Yamato leapt from the bed; the sheets still twisted around his ankles, he stumbled toward the closet, scrubbing his hand over his eyes as he went. And though his mind was fuzzy with sleep, he realized the only viable exit was blocked by the combat ready Hound.
“I don’t understand, sir. What's going on? Didn't I already pay for my mistakes--?
“Simmer down … I aint here for you, boy.”
“And I told you, Hound … I don't want to talk about this here. Let's go out to the kitchen and--”
A black and white blur whizzed toward the bed and the next thing Yamato knew, Kakashi, was glaring up at Hound.
“It’s time he knew everything, don’t you think, Captain?”
“I've told him everything he needs to know --”
“Did you now?” A resounding slap sounded through the room. “You dare you lie to me?
You leave me no other choice, sir …I’ll get the truth outta you the same way I got it from him.” He turned Yamato. “What do you think about that, little puppy?”
Still not comprehending the scene playing out before him, Yamato blearily shook his head.
“Okay … let’s start with something simple. Why don’t I tell you what your captain did every time you left his house after a discipline session?”
“That’s irrelevant--”
“Of course, you’re right Hatake, we can’t have him knowing that you’d stand under the shower until the water ran cold, jerking off. And we certainly don’t wanna fill his head with images of you after a punishment session, now do we?”
“Goddammit! That’s enough!”
“Why … I remember the first time he took a razor strop to you, boy. I think you’d hardly stepped foot on the first landing when he ducked down the hallway and plastered himself against the nearest wall. It was truly a sight … watching as he jacked himself like a fiend until he collapsed and then he--”
“Shut your fuckin’ mouth Hound!”
“Why should I? You wanted him know the truth earlier, didn’t you?”
Grabbing Kakashi by the throat, he dragged him from the bed and flung him across the room. Slammed against the closet door, Hound rushed toward him, the hilt of the katana in his grasp.
Yamato jumped between Kakashi and the charging Hound without hesitation. “Sir, please …. don’t do this! It doesn’t matter what happened back then --”
“Step aside now, boy … I’ve a special job for ya. Bind your captain hand and foot to the closet.”
“What?” Kakashi latched onto his shoulders, trying his best to pull him out of the way; Yamato would have none of that.   “You’re fucked in the head … sir; there’s no way I could do something like that to --”
“Then you better figure out a way, boy … and fast,” he said, drawing the katana from its sheath and holding the sharpened edge against the side of Kakashi’s throat.
“Hound-san, what the hell are you doing? You’ll kill him if you--”
“He went so far as to use a jutsu that shortens our life so why should I give a damn about his life now when he didn’t give a fuck about mine? He got what he wanted, so I figure he can die a happy man, right? Now do as you were told, boy.”
“But, sir--”
“Do it or I’ll make this look like a lover’s quarrel come to a tragic end.”
He pressed the blade deeper into Kakashi’s skin. “A messy crime scene, the authorities called only after your bodies begin to smell; a hushed-up investigation and once more, the Hatake name will be dragged through the mud.   Is that what you want, Yamato?
His life and mine are you in your hands, boy.
Best choose wisely.”

Notes:
Cogency: quality or state of being convincing or persuasive.
Bedaub: to smear all over with something thick, sticky or dirty.
Power bottom: a bottom who takes charge of a sexual situation, playing a more dominant, aggressive and commanding role in sex.
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