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Playing Doctor	By : hatochan Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1585 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 2
- 3
Author's Notes

- Thanks to everyone who reads and reviews :)!

- Thanks to Fuyu! She is my Dr. Feelgood! ( and considering we're both sick as dogs right now, we really need some doctoring )

- Check out Fuyu no Akegata and Jam and Jelly on their LJs and profile pages!

- Thanks to everyone who reads this mess XD!!!

- HumanInfiltrator: lol, thanks so much!

- Anubis: of course, facing your fears is the most effective way to get over them... and if you just happen to get laid in the process...

- Gravy Baby: giggles, thanks so much!

- Anon: thank you!

- guitarguy314:thank you, glad you're enjoying it!

-yaoihentai69: thanks so much! yeah, i wish i had room/money for a table like that, lol.

- Lilith: thank you!

- Nezumi Kurai: thanks so much! yeah, i think kakashi is full of little quirks worth exploiti-i mean, exploring :)

- Anon: thank you! i agree, we need more dom!iruka for he is a rare creature!

Story Notes

- Okay, change in story time line. This story actually takes place about 5 months after AtW Ch20. That may change too, we just don't know yet, lol. But anyway, it is after they are married within the TI-verse and Fuyu is writing the back story which should be posted soon, check her LJ for it.

Warnings: HARD YAOI !!!, coarse language, biseinen-ai, medical play, etc.

Disclaimer: Naruto and its characters belong to Masashi Kishimoto.

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Playing Doctor

Part 3

Then the metal object began to expand.
A soothing touch rested over his tensed hands and flushed member. The stormy gray eye cracked open to find Iruka gazing down at him with a mixed expression; lust and deep affection and a sort of child like amazement. The chuunin had one gloved hand gently cupped over his lover's private area, stilling the older man's spastic fingers and seizure stricken cock. Behind the glass lenses, dark eyes swept back and forth between Kakashi's distorted face and his violated orifice. " Just take deep, slow breaths. That's a good boy."
Kakashi responded to the beloved tone, the one bestowed upon small children by mothers and teachers and doctors alike. The tone of voice that guaranteed the speaker's words of assurance. A sense of calm ( calm in comparison to his earlier state of near hyperventilation) seeped into his body at the warm touch and soothing voice. Laughter bubbled up from somewhere within Kakashi's endorphin haze, his mouth stretching into a smile. " D-do I get a lol-lollipop, Iruka-san? If I be-behave? "
Iruka gave a rather cryptic smile and answer in return. " Of a sort, yes. " The dark skinned man made a few changes and Kakashi could feel the instrument inside him shifting, sliding in further, opening wider. There was a pause and Iruka seemed to have been struck by a particularly ingenious thought. " Though I do believe that I saw several suckers in the drawer with the gauzing, hmmm..."
Kakashi was not given any time to ponder his lover's most likely evil thoughts. The pressure inside him was growing steadily, beginning to cross the border from discomfort to pain, but the jounin refused to show any outward signs of distress ( completely different from his convulsive signs of overwhelming pleasure). Holy shit! Speculums are an entirely different creature from other insertables. And fuckitall, but he managed to find an anal speculum , too. The identity of the instrument had been given away when he heard the light slide and click that accompanied the goings-on in his ass. And the length excluded any normal vaginal tools. Kakashi shut his eyes, back arching off the table, as the edge of the metal blades momentarily caught on a ridge of inner tissue. He grit his teeth and froze.
Immediately the pain disappeared, the speculum pulled out a fraction to ease the hurt. " Breathe, Kakashi." The medic nin-character slipped a bit in Iruka's concern, dark eyes searching the pale face. " Is this better?"
" Yeah, I'm fine... promise." Kakashi sucked in a few lungfuls of air and gave his lover the sincerest smile he could muster. The shinobi could feel the sweat on his palms dripping down his cock. " No worries, Iruka-san."
The faux physician petted his lover's belly, removing his hold from the jounin's clasped hands. " Tell me next time if there's any pain, it would help me out tremendously, Kakashi-san." Iruka smiled through the reprimand and turned slightly to tug a nearby lamp into place, flicking it on and tilting the head to better illuminate his patient. The bright light fell into the space between Kakashi's thighs. " Much better, now I can see what I've got here. "
There were tiny glints of light bouncing off the buckles, his pale thighs glowing, the end of the thermometer shining like a star. Stormy gray carefully watched as the chuunin made his final adjustments to the speculum. His body, though thrumming with the cacophony of sensations, had settled into a manageable level, allowing him to pay closer attention to Iruka's movements. The speculum had been opened a bit wider and obviously locked into placed as both of Iruka's hands left his body.
The soft sound of rolling wheels was brief and told Kakashi that the little stool had been moved to the end of the table. Iruka sat down, bringing himself closer to eye level with his lover's most private places, latex gloves stripped away. Kakashi could feel the faint whispers of warm breath across his exposed skin.
" Mmm, looks very good, Kakashi-san. " Iruka spoke quietly, his words heated and breathy and practically tripping over the swells of flesh below the tortured cock. Two callused hands splayed over Kakashi's thighs, golden skin over pale. " Very pink, very soft inside. " He leaned over further, head angling to get a better view of the jounin's passage, keeping up his monologue, knowing his lover got off on words just as much as physical touches. " The lubricant shines in the light, coating your insides, the muscles constantly moving. "
Kakashi swallowed thickly and prayed to every deity he was aware of that he would not pass out from the sheer intensity of the scene currently being played out.
" It's quite pretty, actually. " The chuunin smirked, one side of his scar lifting with his mouth. " Contrast between the metal and the flesh, cold and warm, inanimate and very much alive. " Iruka moved his hands down the restrained thighs, achingly slow, thumbs resting perpendicular to the twin creases where leg met body.
Kakashi could only stare in dumb wonderment as his lover dipped his chin and licked the tiny path of skin from pucker to sac. His mouth fell open despite his lack of speech.
At the same time, somewhere in the back of his mind, the jounin discerned an idle observatory tone. That was unprofessional.

The moment expired quickly, Iruka leaning back on his stool, removing his hands from the older man's legs to rifle through the drawers under the exam table. Kakashi found the mindspace to remember to breathe once more, and to close his mouth before his throat dried out. As his lover searched for another implement of tortu- uh, pleasure, the jounin's mind quickly changed gears and began planning an extra special anniversary night. Okay, okay, so I've got the frilly dress and the panties (Which he seemed to like judging by the instant bulge in his slacks when he saw them) and I can probably borrow a teddy bear from Raidou ( That's not too much, right?) , and a good camera. Uh, let's see, I know Genma has ribbons and maybe he could paint my nails for me ( Probably not a good idea, Hatake.) or I could ask Hinata to do it when she drops off the new music ( Also not the best idea.) or maybe I could visit Sakura at her flat ( Better.) and I need to pick up ( OH KAMI YES!) the special restraints from the leather shop and-

" Ah! Here they are." Iruka beamed as he held up his right hand, bristling with brightly colored wrappers on sticks. " Knew I'd seen them. We have grape, watermelon, blue raspberry, apple, cherry, root beer-"

" Cherry." Kakashi blurted out the only flavor he was familiar with; the last time he had been treated to a sucker had been before his promotion to chuunin and he still remembered the artificial fruit candy melting on his tongue and dyeing it an unearthly red. " Cherry please, Iruka-san." The ache in his prick had coalesced into a pulsing fire that emanated from the core of glass inside. Kakashi began to squirm.
" Cherry it is then." Iruka placed the other candies back into the drawer and pulled the wrapper from the spherical confection. It was rather large, at least the size of a small plum, and the streaks of spun sugar gave it an almost ruby like appearance. Umber colored eyes sparkled behind the wire frames as the chuunin pushed the hefty sucker into his own mouth, tongue sweeping out to circle the bulbous candy in an imitation of one of their favorite activities.
Silver hair splayed over the thin pillow as Kakashi let his head fall back at the sight, gray eye still cracked and aimed at his lover's sexy display. Then his breath stalled in his chest, his focus drawn to Iruka's hands that were pulling the sucker from his mouth and moving in the direction of his gaping entrance. He isn't! " Oh kami, Iru-ka-ka, ahhh..."
Iruka laughed gently and stood up instead, leaning forward so the fabric of his pristine tunic brushed over Kakashi's fingers and cock. The lollipop was placed against the jounin's lips and Iruka waited patiently for his lover to take the offering inside.
The flavor was exactly as he had remembered. Almost too tart, too cherry. But I'd love to taste this on his tongue. Kakashi wrapped his mouth around the large globe, sucking firmly, swallowing as quickly as he could as his saliva productions kicked into high gear. The white stick wobbled back and forth as he rolled it around to get it into a comfortable spot that wouldn't cause a choking hazard. He was reminded of Genma's constant senbon waggling.
A swipe of a kiss dampened the older shinobi's cheek before Iruka straightened up and tugged at his shirt. The material was lifted and the fly underneath deftly unbuttoned to reveal the blood darkened caramel flesh. Iruka's prick sprang forward like a snapped bowstring, a few drops shaken from the tip. The moisture anointed the back of Kakashi's hand. At the splash of hot liquid, the jounin suddenly realized that his husband had not touched himself at all during their romp. With a slightly clearer eye he noticed just how swollen and vibrantly red violet Iruka was, how he hid the flinching at the first few touches. He's hurting just as much as I am right now, and self inflicted at that. Kakashi admired Iruka's self control, and felt more than a modest amount of affection towards the man willing to withstand a near case of blue balls just so he could focus on the silver haired man's pleasure. Just another reminder of why I fell for the minx.
" As fun as the lollipop would have been, I have something else for you, Kakashi-san." Iruka leisurely stroked his erection, turning his body to make sure that his lover had a good view. His free hand conjured up the bottle of surgical lube and drizzled the thin gel over his swollen head.
No words were exchanged, only a light gasp from the jounin and a long exhale from the chuunin, as Iruka slowly pushed his cock through the metal instrument into Kakashi's body.
The contrast pointed out to him earlier was much more evident to Kakashi as he was penetrated. He could feel the incredible heat between the metal, the slight difference in hardness of the two invaders, the extra slickness, and finally the added heat of Iruka's bared groin amidst the thick folds of bleached cloth. The brunette fully sheathed himself inside Kakashi, pausing before leaning forward and resting his forearms on the bed on either side of the pale figure. He was positioned just so, his bunched up tunic pressing along the sensitive strip of body parts.
" Just so you know, this room is rather well insulated, so I didn't feel it was necessary to put a muzzle on it." The golden palms carefully petted over Kakashi's chest, thumbs circling over the pert nipples. " But the nurses' station is just on the other side of this wall, so you might want to make efficient use of that sucker." Iruka bent his head to sprinkle kisses from shoulder to shoulder, sucking lightly on the man's Adam's apple.
" Oh Iwuka, 'Wuka, 'ami, ahh, ruv, ruv-nghnnnn..." Endearments and verbal encouragements vibrated in Kakashi's throat, leaving his lips decidedly less coherent around the candy sphere. How is it he can do this to me with a piece of candy, a few straps, and the misuse of medical instruments? It should be some sort of sadistic torture invented by Oorochimaru, not the best fucking thing to happen to me in nearly a month!

Iruka repeated his previous ministrations, lavishing tender touches of hands and mouth over the tense muscles and scarred skin. He remained motionless inside Kakashi's passage, however. The busy lips smiled quite often, usually after every soft moan that issued from his lover, and they did not go unnoticed by the gray eye. Each wet kiss grew chilled as the chuunin's mouth moved side to side, up and down, feline licks leaving the scent of tea infused saliva.
Gentle fingers loosened Kakashi's death grip on his member, creating a loose hollow for the impaled flesh. The jounin gasped and swallowed, and swallowed some more, but was still unable to stop the overflow of spit that trickled down his chin. Kakashi fought his instinct to simply push the sucker from his mouth with a well aimed thrust of his tongue. The faint rustling of the sheet beneath him was loud in his ears, mixing with the low grunts and whines and whisper of skin on skin. The entire room reverberated with restrained intent.

He's not even moving in me! ARGHHHHH!!! Kakashi grew more frustrated as the seconds passed; loving the build-up, but reaching his limit of self control. Or at least my self control concerning 'Ruka. I've undergone torture survival training, hell, even actual tortures, for days, weeks at a time without ever breaking. But stick me in a room with this little chuunin... A tremor ran through his body as another pair of hands surrounded his aching prick. Kakashi looked down and witnessed the tanned appendages treating his stuffed erection with the utmost care. His lover rested the blood darkened piece in his palm, keeping it angled properly, smoothing over the prominent veins and teasing the end with his other hand. Kakashi felt ready to explode.
" You're doing so well, Kakashi-san. Just wonderfully well." The soft voice returned with pleasant assurances and praise, practically cooing. Iruka took the jounin's hands away from the protective embrace and laid them flat on the inclined table at his sides. The dolphin cautiously pulled the glass out a fraction of an inch, relieving a bit of the pressure that had been tickling his prostate, then removed both hands from the tense form. Free to twitch and writhe, Kakashi's member hovered above his belly, the tip weighted down by the thermometer.
White fabric shifted and the warmth left Kakashi who released a desperate whine at the loss. It abruptly morphed into a low keen when he felt the speculum being slowly pulled from his rectum. A dull clank indicated its discarding. Kakashi's vision blurred momentarily, the movement of the tool causing a sensory overload, but he could still hear the beloved voice. Then he was being filled again, this time with pure throbbing heat. His mind remained aware just enough to not choke as he groaned around his makeshift gag.
His younger lover also moaned low in his throat at the penetration. Iruka pushed inside with very little effort, his body pressed tightly against the jounin's rear, palms molded to his sharp hip bones. An immediate rhythm put into practice, Kakashi's prick bobbing with the motions. " Ohhh, Kakashi-san." The breathy words flowed over the man's ivory chest, followed by the ends of his loose tresses, pebbling his nipples into aching points. Golden hips rocked smoothly, the slide and push executed with perfect shinobi grace and skill that was made more human by the slight hitching in his breath. " Very, v-very nice."
Kakashi fisted his hands in the sheet at his side, his back lifting off the table, a garble of consonants and vowels and cherry colored saliva spilling from his parted lips. Oh kami Iruka, Iruka, IrukaIrukaIrukaIrukaOhkamiIruka... The jounin's thoughts were as ineloquent as his impeded speech, his lover and the actions being perpetrated upon him taking the foremost spot in his mind. Oh please, Iruka, please! " Ahhhh, aghhnn, 'Uka!"
Dark eyes gazed over the tops of the glasses, strong hands sliding up the light skinned form then back down the defined abdominal muscles. Iruka captured the base of the victimized flesh in the diamond of his crossed thumbs and first fingers, the rest of his digits splayed over the quivering belly. " You're ready, aren't you Kakashi-san?" The chuunin quickened his controlled pace.
Nodding sent tiny beads of perspiration into the scarecrow's ears and a few sprinkled over his shoulders. He was beyond ready. The sweaty sheet under Kakashi's neck began to bunch up as his mussed hair thrashed side to side, head thumping onto the pillow as his pale neck arched with the rest of his torso. Iruka was pistoning into him with incredible force and accuracy, pushing against his prostate which in turn pushed against the end of the thermometer. The electricity that jolted through his system at each thrust was mind blowing, the heat coiled in his belly threatening to unleash. Blunt fingernails dug into the thin padding of the bed underneath the cotton blanket. Kakashi forced his head to still enough for his lonely eye to watch the proceedings at his groin, feeling the skilled fingers again playing with his agonized cock. So fucking ready, Iruka! He nodded again, hoping his lover could see the desperate meaning in his expression. Please...

The chuunin's hips never faltered in their rhythm, caramel colored fingers tenderly wrapping around the older man's cock, thumb and fore finger taking firm hold of the glass stick. The jounin's body tensed and writhed, his orgasm twisting in his belly, his entire being focused on the bulb shaped tip of the thermometer.
Kakashi was filled to bursting and the improvised sound was pulled free.
There was an explosion of heat and wet and rainbows and white and everything shattered into cherry splinters of glass before returning to hushed normality.
His molars had crushed through the sucker, he realized very quickly, his mouth filled with shards of hardened sugar that made sucking in the required air rather difficult. Kakashi managed to loll his head to the side and spit out the larger cherry chunks. He noticed the broken remains of the thermometer and the wire rimmed glasses on the floor as well, his discarded candy mixing with its sharper counterparts. We're kinda destructive outside of our bedroom. Dark hair stirred under his chin and he took in the rest of his surroundings.
Iruka had cum, as well, though Kakashi had not been aware of the event. The older shinobi was sure of it only because his lover was collapsed on his chest, a trembling, gasping, glorious mess of satisfaction. Muscular arms shakily lifted from the table and folded over the smaller man. Kakashi could feel his lover's hands caressing his sides, fingers flexing as inner muscles continued to clench and spasm involuntarily. He swallowed the remnants of candy still stuck inside his mouth, wondering how long the cherry flavor would linger. The slickness smeared between their bodies squelched as Kakashi tightened his embrace.
" Kakashi, love..." Iruka's voice issued from under the disarrayed chocolate silk, his words trailing off into a soft moan. The chuunin turned his head to press a kiss over his lover's heartbeat, then turned his expressive face upwards.
" My beloved, Iruka. My Iruka, mmmm." Always mine. I promise. A sated smile lifted the corners of Kakashi's mouth, a pale hand carding into the adored brunette mop. Never going to be rid of me now, Iruka-san. The jounin dipped his chin to better see the long horizontal scar. " Does this mean that I'll get a lollipop every time I see the doctor?"
The dark eyes laughed much louder than the quiet puffs of air that escaped Iruka's mouth, and the sight and sound sent a wave of joy through Kakashi that couldn't be rivaled. Iruka stretched his neck, lips meeting the jounin's in an unhurried kiss, one hand moving to caress the ivory neck.

Hmmm, I wonder if the hospital staff would notice if that speculum went missing...

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