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The Bath House (extended mix)	By : FTMboi Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1205 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Headquarters seemed
rather empty, Kakashi noted as he entered the building, stretching out his
senses.� It wasn�t all that surprising,
given that it was almost 10:30 on a Friday night.� Let it never be said that shinobi didn�t know how to appreciate
their off-time.� In fact, the only
people still shuffling about the place were the cleaning crew and those few unlucky
ninja who were taking their month�s rotation on night watch, and as he climbed
the stairs to the second floor he silently hoped that the dependable
Iruka-sensei hadn�t decided to leave earlier than his usual �half hour after
closing�.

Rounding the corner of
the staircase, he silently made his way down the hall to the mission room
door.� His resolution wavered though, as
he made to step into the room, and instead he found himself pressed to the
wall, merely peeking around the corner and scowling at his own
gutlessness.� Sure enough, the academy
teacher was still inside, humming softly as he organized and filed the last of
the night�s reports.� Warmth pooled in
his belly, just the sight of the younger man enough to dredge up his overactive
fantasies.� He leaned back against the
wall and took a shaky breath, steeling himself.

Kakashi barely had
time to register that the humming had stopped before hearing the quick ting
ting of shuriken hitting metal, and two of the weapons thunked deep
into the wooden floor not a centimeter from each of his sandaled feet.� Shit, the chuunin had ricocheted them off
the hinge plate of the door!

�Show yourself,� Iruka�s
commanding voice rang out through the empty hallway, �or this time I�ll
actually try to hit you!�

�Impressive� was the
first word that came to mind, but the silver-haired jounin shoved that
aside.� His hand had been forced, and he
quickly plastered a sheepish grin to his face as he strode through the door,
scratching the back of his neck.� �Nice
technique there, Iruka-sensei,� he complimented, �Another centimeter and I�d
have probably lost a couple toes!��
Better to seem nonchalant, Kakashi nodded inwardly�throw the other man
off guard and he would retain some semblance of control over the situation.

The younger man, who�d
been poised to fight up until then, dropped his stance in confusion, the scar
across his nose wrinkling as he cocked his head.� The gesture was so endearing to the jounin that he almost missed
the other man�s perplexed response.

�M-my apologies,
Kakashi-san,� said Iruka with a slight bow, �But�� Why, exactly are you here?�

�Am I not allowed in
the mission room after hours,� he questioned, feigning either ignorance or
innocence, he couldn�t decide which.

A look of skepticism
crossed the darker man�s face as he huffed and crossed his arms. ��You and I both know that�s not the reason I
asked.� You�re still on leave and you
haven�t had a mission in almost a month!�
What reason could you have for coming to the mission room at all?!�

Kakashi brought up his
hands in mock-surrender at the brunet�s rising temper.� �Okay, okay, you got me.� Maybe I just wanted to come and talk to my
friend Iruka-sensei.� I figured you
might be here since you�re usually here when I end up turning in a late report.�

The teacher arched an
eyebrow at the �late� comment, but said nothing.� Instead he leaned back against the desk, uncrossing his arms to
brace his palms on the smooth wood with a great sigh.� Then he chuckled, his ire seemingly diffused for the moment.� �Well, I guess it�s no surprise that you
knew where to find me.�

There an odd flash in
the chuunin�s eyes after he said this, but after a slight pause he simply
shrugged, meeting Kakashi�s gaze coolly.��
Iruka waited a moment before prompting, �You wanted to talk.� So talk.�

This was where he was
supposed to start telling Iruka-sensei about having seen him at The Bath House
(unintentionally omitting the details of how he�d come to be in such an
establsihment to begin with).� He would
follow that up with how he had been terribly shy about the other man seeing
him, how he couldn�t resist the temptation, and end with how amazing it had
been.� How much he�d like to do it again�

Instead, what came out
was: ��.� Well, you know�� Its very nice weather we�ve been having
lately, isn�t it?�� Kakashi winced.� He really should have rehearsed this or
something�

Iruka�s left eye was
twitching visibly as he pinched the bridge of his nose.� �Look, Kakashi-san, I have work to
finish.� I�d appreciate if you didn�t
waste my time,� he said tiredly.

The copy-nin
sighed.� His hastily contrived plan was
falling apart spectacularly.� Maybe he
should just regroup and try again later.�
�You�re right, Iruka-sensei, it was rude of me to bother you at work.�� He turned to leave.� But in a flash, the door was shut, and a
strong arm on either side of him halted his escape.� He could easily maneuver himself out of the situation, but the
look on his captor�s face stilled his natural reflexes.

�It was you, wasn�t
it,� the younger man stated rather than asked, the gleam in his eyes
predatory.� He stepped forward, a
hairs-breadth from Kakashi, who flattened himself against the wall at the
invasion of his personal space.� The
smirk he wore looked almost unnatural as his voice took on a husky tone, �You
said you knew where to find me��

�W-what?!�� How the hell had he
been figured out?!� The closeness of the
other man was not helping his concentration, and the jounin wondered just when
things had spiraled so fantastically out of his control.

�No need to play coy,
Kakashi-san,� the shorter man said with a laugh, so close now that Kakashi
could feel the heat rolling off his body.�
�It was you,� there was more certainty in that voice this time as
a warm, calloused hand worked its way beneath the edge of his uniform
shirt.� Roving fingers skirted just
under his waistband and he shivered, finding it suddenly harder to
breathe.� �No wonder you didn�t let me
turn around.� Didn�t want me to see your
face, huh?� That�s okay, I don�t mind
one way or the other.�� Hot breath
puffed against his neck as the other man spoke, and suddenly a hot slick tongue
traced the shell of his ear.� His mind
was swimming�the clever bastard had figured everything out before he could even
say anything!� And oh, shit�

�You might want to breathe soon,� quipped
Iruka, releasing the older man�s abused earlobe from between his teeth.� The whirr of his flak jacket being unzipped brought
the copy-nin back to himself and he gasped heavily, his now-burning lungs
grateful for the necessary oxygen.� The
hand beneath his shirt took the opportunity to creep higher, unhindered by the
bulky vest.� The rough pad of the
chuunin�s thumb brushed his nipple, dragging a hitched moan from the back of
his throat as his head lolled back against the wall.

A hot mouth closed over his adam�s apple, all
tongue and scraping teeth through the thin fabric of his mask, and Kakashi had
to taste that, had to feel those lips on his, had to suck that talented tongue
into his mouth and�� He reversed their
positions with all the speed and skill of an elite shinobi, pinning those troublesome
hands above the brunet�s head with one hand and yanking down his mask with the
other, leaning in quickly to claim the other man�s mouth.

Only to find his lips firmly pressed to a tanned cheek instead. �His visible eye blinking in bewilderment, the
silver-haired ninja slackened his grip on his captive�s wrists with an
eloquent, �Wha�?�

�Sorry, Kakashi-san,� was Iruka� sincere reply,
�But I don�t kiss on the mouth.�� The
tone in his voice, while gentle, also stated that this was a non-negotiable
fact, and it wasn�t until Kakashi had grudgingly replaced his mask that the man
turned to regard him again.� The look in
those coffee-brown eyes was apologetic but firm, with a strong undercurrent of
hunger.� Am I about to be devoured?� The thought was terrifyingly exhilarating.

His moment of reflection was masterfully
exploited, the darker man�s hands slipping under his shirt to the small of his
back, pulling him closer.� The chuunin�s
nose nuzzled behind his ear as teeth grazed the exposed flesh above his
mask.� �We can still fool around though,
right?�

�H-here?!��
Kakashi cursed inwardly at the way the lustful teacher had managed to
throw him completely off-center at every turn.�
His mind scrabbled for purchase�this situation was so far from how he�d
imagined it going�

There was a light chuckle from the man before
him.� �Why not,� the academy sensei
asked merrily.� �There�s no one here but
the night crew, and you�re the only one who hands in mission reports so late.�� He slid a hand around to cup the jounin�s
erection, giving it a firm stroke through the black cloth.� �Don�t tell me you don�t want to, you�re so
hard already.�� The only response
Kakashi could manage was a garbled moan, his hips pushing reflexively into that
delicious pressure.

�Come on,� the younger man urged, his voice low
and gravelly, �Let me suck you off.�� He
left no room for protest, plunging his tongue into Kakashi�s ear with something
akin to a growl�

Oh fuck, yes!

The way Iruka-sensei laughed as he slid to his
knees made the taller man realize he�d actually said it, but there was no time
to dwell as impatient hands tugged his pants open.� That too-talented tongue swept around his navel as his boxers
were roughly yanked down past his hips and his dick sprang out hard and
throbbing, already generously leaking pre-cum.�

There was an appreciative noise from below, and
a wet tongue traced the head of his cock, lapping at the moisture already
collected there.� A mischievous glance
was his only warning before he was unceremoniously swallowed whole.

The vaguely fist-shaped hole in the wall would
need to be fixed later, but for now all Kakashi could concentrate on was
forcing himself to breathe.� His knees
threatened to give out when the other man hollowed his cheeks and pulled back
agonizingly slowly, setting a pace that was sure to have him moaning incoherently
in very short order.� His hand moved of
its own accord, smoothing over tightly-ponytailed hair to tug gently at a
sinewy neck.

Iruka groaned softly around the engorged flesh,
one hand reaching up to remove his hitai-ate and hair-tie, the other moving
down, deftly undoing his trousers to palm is own weeping cock.� �Ah, I-Iruka-sensei,� moaned the taller man,
the sight almost too much for him, and with great effort he fisted a handful of
the chocolate hair and pushed the shorter man back.

Lust-hazed eyes gazed up at him as he allowed
his other hand to drift down to the other man�s head, his fingers gently
working through those auburn locks.�
Both men panted softly for air, the instructor steadily stroking himself
as the scar across his face tinged pink.�
He tried to lean closer, tongue already darting out greedily, but the
older man held him steady.

An impatient sound, almost a whine,
drifted up to Kakashi�s ears and his fingers tightened around all that gorgeous
hair.� �Go ahead, Kakashi-san,� Iruka�s
voice was heady, full of need as he caressed himself, �Fuck my mouth.�

He was sure he heard his brain shatter into a
thousand pieces, and as he instinctively pushed the head of his aching member
past those sinful lips he realized that the keening, desperate noise rising
into the silence of the empty mission room was actually his own voice.� Slowly at first, then gradually more
urgently he thrust into that welcoming cavern, their commingled moans and
whimpers driving both of them toward the inevitable crash of orgasm.

He felt the tell-tale coiling of heat, his
balls drawing up in preparation for release. ��Oh fuck, Iruka-sensei, I��
I�m�� A strong hand closed on
his hip, pulling persistently forward even as the darker man�s nose burrowed
into the silvery curls on his abdomen.�
The sight of the man pumping himself wantonly paired with the fevered
moaning around his dick threw him violently over the edge.

With a strangled cry, he emptied his load into
that willing mouth, nearly doubling over from the force of his orgasm.� The younger man took all of him, licking him
clean and uttering a breathy yesss as thick white ribbons spattered the
floor at Kakashi�s feet.� They collapsed
almost simultaneously against the wall, panting and basking in the afterglow.

The jounin�s brain decided, however, as he
surveyed the damage they had done to the mission room, that now would be an
excellent time to start working again.� Well,
that certainly went well�� A lump
rose unbidden in his throat as he turned to regard his accomplice.� Now what�?

A/N: Okay, so after 3 years, I decided to come
back and write more of this story.� Hope
you all enjoy!� More to come soon�
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