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Something Stupid	By : fantards Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 782 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 2
- 3
Disclaimer:
Still belongs to Kishimoto-sama... :sigh: Wish it was mine,
but.. At least I can borrow.
Notes:
The final installment of Something Stupid.
I want to thank Penbrydd for putting up with me when it came to
writing this thing, because it became my baby. He�s just as much to
blame for this as I am, so give him some credit, too!
Warning:
Extremely detailed smut. IF that�s not your
cup of tea, utilize the back-button immediately.
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Izumo, in
turn, had been worrying himself. He knew that Kotetsu could be rather
dense at times, and only hoped that Hayate would force him to go
after him, or that he would at least come home. What if he regretted
what he said? What if... No, he couldn�t think like that.
So when
Kotetsu entered their apartment, he sent him a slightly nervous
smile. �Kotetsu... We need to talk.� He could more or less feel
the fear radiating off of his friend in large waves, and he smiled
apologetically as he sat down on the couch, patting the space beside
himself.
�Come
here. I�m not going to yell in your ear. I�m not even going to
yell.� He nodded reassuringly as his best friend moved closer to
the couch and sat down tentatively on the opposite end of it.
Izumo
fiddled with the flap on the pouch he carried around his thigh,
trying to figure out how to voice his thoughts. Deciding to dive into
it and just go with whatever came to mind, he cleared his throat.
�In
regards to what you said earlier, I�ve thought a little.� Izumo�s
brow furrowed in thought, and Kotetsu glanced at him, his innards
doing flip-flops inside him, and the nausea and shame climbing to
even higher levels than before. He couldn�t do more than watch him
silently, so certain that he�d finally lost his best friend, his
love, his... his everything.
Biting his
lip, Izumo looked over at Kotetsu from the corner of his eyes. He let
out a soft sigh and turned to face him, legs drawn up in front of him
on the couch, butterflies fluttering around in his chest and belly.
How would he say this without sounding like a complete dork?
�I
uh...� No... He definitely couldn�t say, so he decided to do the
next best thing. He crawled over to Kotetsu and straddled his hips,
running his hands through the wild tresses of dark hair. As if
thinking about his next actions, he bit his lip, before finally
leaning forward to claim the extremely kissable lips of the man he
was so in love with in a tender, yet needy kiss.
Kotetsu
pulled back in shock. �Izumo, you don't have to... I'm not...�
Words failed him, and he paused to collect his wits. Nothing was
happening quite as he had expected it to. �I don't expect anything
from you. I don't mean for you to throw yourself at me, just to make
me happy.�
He wrapped
his arms around Izumo, holding his friend tightly against his chest.
�I know you've been angry with me. You don't have to make it up to
me. I don't want you to do anything you're going to regret, later.�
Shifting
uncomfortably, Kotetsu came to the mortifying realisation of exactly
what effect Izumo's warm and somewhat predatory assault on his senses
was having. His eyes squeezed shut as he hoped that Izumo wouldn't
notice the lump he was sitting on. Still, he held his friend close,
stroking his back and enjoying the smell of his hair.
As Kotetsu
shifted, Izumo had to bite his lip to stifle a moan. �Don�t be an
idiot, Kotetsu. I wouldn�t kiss you if I didn�t mean it.� To
prove his point, he pressed his lips to those of his best friend in a
bruising kiss, hard, needy and passionate. He let out a soft, husky
moan, almost inaudible, simply because he couldn�t stop it.
�I love
you, too, dumbass...� He murmured against Kotetsu�s lips before
plunging his tongue inside the slightly shorter man�s mouth,
letting his own pierced, slender and slick muscle spar with Kotetsu�s
tongue.
Kotetsu
moaned into his friend's mouth, fingers digging into the tall
chuunin's thin hips. He'd wanted this since he was sixteen, and now �
now Izumo was all his. Sitting in his lap, lapping at his tongue, and
rather passionately turning him on. He fought with one hand,
convincing it to let go so he could use it to open Izumo's vest.
Sucking on his friend's � lover's? � tongue, Kotetsu slipped a
hand under the other man's shirt, enjoying the incredible sensation
of skin on skin.
He pulled
back, just barely, licking Izumo's lips between words. �I've wanted
you for so long,� he panted, �Tell me you're real. Show me you're
really you. I don't want this to be a dream.�
Kotetsu's
hips rolled of their own volition, lifting slightly off the couch and
pressing his insistent erection against Izumo's ass. He gasped, one
hand gripping a hip even tighter, the other tracing faint scratches
across the taller chuunin's back. �Please be real.� He dove
hungrily back into the kiss.
Izumo
gasped softly as Kotetsu lunged again and promptly rolled his hips in
response to the ministrations. He reluctantly broke the contact,
pressing one soft kiss to Kotetsu�s slightly bruised lips before
licking a trail along his jaw to bite down at the juncture between
neck and shoulder.
When he
spoke, his voice was husky and low, raw and passionate. �I need
you, Kotetsu. I want you and need you more than you can imagine.�
He kissed his best friend turned lover fiercely, tasting blood, hands
wandering all over the other chuunin�s torso, which was, for the
moment, halfway bare, shirt and vest pushed up to reveal freshly
scarred skin, his fingers tweaking an erect nipple as they ghosted
by.
�Please,�
he whispered, his tone seductive, husky and raw, his eyes hooded with
lust and need, �please... Kotetsu, I need you to fuck me.�
Kotetsu's
mind went blank, suddenly. He saw stars. The world seemed to have
turned inside out. �Say it again. Oh, Izumo, say it again.�
�Fuck
me, Kotetsu!� Izumo's voice was more forceful, this time, his
desperate lust vibrantly apparent.
Kotetsu's
entire body tensed in that moment, back arching as he pulled his
lover against him. As he caught his breath, he slipped out from under
Izumo, and braced his new love against the couch. One hand slipped
back under the other chuunin's shirt as he stood up and moved behind
him. He stood between Izumo's heels, one hand flicking and pinching a
nipple, the other hand working to open his lover's pants. �Is this
what you want?� he asked as he got the pants open and closed his
hand around the warm cock inside them. �Tell me how you want to be
touched � how you want to be taken. Talk to me, Izumo.�
Izumo let
out a loud, wanton moan, utterly devoid of shame, simply revelling in
the feeling of Kotetsu�s hand on his cock. His hips rolled on their
own, grinding against Kotetsu�s crotch before thrusting into his
hand, all the while letting out whorish moans of pleasure. He tried
to wrap his mind around what the other chuunin was saying, which took
him a good few moments. When he finally managed to gather his mind,
he purred and licked his lips.
�I want
you to fuck me... hard and fast, Kotetsu,� he let the name roll off
his tongue in a sensual manner as he bit his lip and turned his head
to look at his lover. He enjoyed this, listening to the way Kotetsu
groaned and growled huskily, the way his hand seemed to tighten on
his cock, the way his fingers pinched harder at his nipple. Izumo let
out a gasp, and threw his head back, just letting the sensations
flood his mind. �God... Feels so good, Ko,� he moaned, biting his
lip.
With a
whimper, he ground his ass back against the straining erection his
lover sported. �Please, Kotetsu... Suck me, fuck me... Do whatever
you want, just... Just do something!�
Kotetsu
gritted his teeth as both hands suddenly struggled to remove his
lover's pants. He nearly dislocated his thumb three times, losing his
grip as his hands trembled, but finally the pants were on the floor
and Izumo stepped out of them. Kneeling, Kotetsu licked the inside of
both bare thighs, revelling in the taste of his beloved best friend's
skin. As he stood, he spit into his hand, letting the liquid run down
his first two fingers. Pressing the wet fingers against Izumo's
entrance, his other hand took it's place on the taller man's cock,
caressing it slowly and gently.
His
fingers slipped inside, to be met first by a tightening of muscle, a
gasp, and a whine. After a tense moment, Izumo rocked backward
against Kotetsu's hand with a quiet groan. �God... yes... touch
me... Take me!�
Again,
Kotetsu saw stars as the words struck him straight to the groin. He
thumbed the head of Izumo's cock as his fingers slid in and out,
making way for him to fuck the beautiful begging creature beneath
him. His lips peeled back from his clenched teeth as he tried to keep
control of himself long enough to avoid hurting the one he had loved
for so long, but the earlier plea echoed through his mind. Hard
and fast. He slipped his fingers out and clawed at his own pants,
trying to open them one handed as he continued to fondle Izumo's
hardness with his other hand.
Finally,
he figured out his own pants. He didn't remember them having been
that complicated, but his hand wouldn't stop shaking. He placed the
head of his cock against Izumo and painted the juncture with spit.
�Are you sure about this?� The words were tense, drawn through
gritted teeth and chased with a drizzle of spit. �Last chance to
tell me not to do this.�
Izumo
pushed back against Kotetsu with a heady, lust-filled moan, tilting
his head to the side to give his best friend better access to his
neck. He swallowed and clenched his eyes shut, trying to find words,
but his mind was so utterly blank, as if all blood had just left his
head to fill his now leaking cock to the point of breaking.
�Kotetsu,�
the sound of his voice was so sexual and Kotetsu bit his lip, waiting
for either refusal or affirmation. Izumo cut himself off with a moan.
�Kotetsu...
Fuck me.� Izumo let out a strangled, whimpering growl. He gritted
his teeth and ground out, �Now!�
His body
twisted itself, responding to the desperate lust in his lover's
voice, and Kotetsu found himself sheathed in Izumo's warm, tight
flesh. With a strangled gasp, he steadied himself, gripping the
smooth curve of Izumo's hip hard enough to bruise, and slowly pulled
himself almost all the way back out, rolling his hips as he pulled
away, feeling for the point that would best please his friend.
Suddenly
the affirmation he sought burst from Izumo's lips. �Ah � god �
yes � please!� A rising moan, accompanied by a bent-backed,
demanding thrust onto Kotetsu's half-buried cock, pushing him all the
way back in, to snarls from above and pleading squeals from below.
It was
more than he could take. Kotetsu became an animal, driven by lust,
seeming to consist only of grabbing hands, grinding teeth, and the
ramrod cock with which he pounded into Izumo. One hand still
contained his lover's amazingly hard cock, and he clenched that hand
occasionally, drawing gasps as it slid through his fingers. He could
smell how badly he was wanted as he finally listened to reason and
began fucking Izumo hard and fast.
Izumo's
mind was hazy as Kotetsu hit just the right spot inside him, and his
hips bucked of their own accord. He moaned loudly, sometimes
whimpering, sometimes growling as that hard cock slid in and out of
him. �God, Kotetsu... You drive me� insane!� His admission was
met with a feral growl as his lover sunk his teeth into his neck, and
Izumo howled with pleasure.
He
continued driving himself harder and faster in a steadily rising pace
onto Kotetsu�s cock, all the while pleading for more until the
sensations assaulting him became too much to handle. Kotetsu�s hard
cock buried deep inside him, over and over, hitting that spot which
made him see stars, which made his cock twitch in pleasure, along
with the feeling of Kotetsu�s hand on his own unbearable hardness �
it had him undone.
Letting
out a guttural cry, his entire body tensed as he came, spilling all
over the pillows on the sofa and Kotetsu�s hand, as he clenched
tight around the cock buried deep inside of him.
Kotetsu
growled, tasting blood as Izumo spattered the couch. His body jerked
and writhed, striking desperately into the soft warmth that had
suddenly, almost painfully, tightened around the hardened flesh it
had so pleasurably accommodated. Clawing at Izumo's flesh, but
finding little purchase on the slim, muscled form, Kotetsu was at
last completely lost to his lust. His legs shook and every sensation
increased tenfold, nearly blinding him with the tactile rush. He felt
soft skin and rough cloth, smelled blood and sweat and sex, and heard
nothing but the arrhythmic breathing and quiet, panted moans that
Izumo made, beneath him, as he poured what seemed to be every last
drop of the lust he'd held back for all these years into his best
friend's � his lover's � incredible, beautiful body.
Jaw
loosening as relief flooded his body, Kotetsu finally found the will
to speak. �My god, Izumo, don't ever leave me.�
Izumo
collapsed onto the now-ruined sofa with a soft moan, body completely
boneless and a soft, slightly dopey smile grazing his lips. He looked
up at Kotetsu with a slightly humorous gleam in his eyes before
tugging him down on top of himself to sprawl uncomfortably on the
sullied piece of furniture. �I promise to never leave you if you
never leave me.� When the words finally came, they were only
half-recognizable through Izumo�s rather heavy, sex-induced slur.
Pressing a
soft kiss to Kotetsu�s lips, he snuggled close to him with a
content sigh, long arms wrapped tightly around the other man�s
torso. Kotetsu had to smile at the apparent innocence of this man who
could kill with no regrets before he kissed the top of his lover�s
head gently, stroking his back in a soothing manner.
�I
promise.�
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