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Worst Day Ever	By : djserani Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Kakashi/Iruka Views: 2426 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Iruka closed his eyes. He hadn't expected a declaration of love and he didn't know if he wanted one, anyway. He didn't know if he was ready to hear it. But he did know that the words that were said went through him and soothed the worst of his fears. Not a casual encounter, then, for either of them and that helped. "I don't want you to go."
He swallowed around the lump in his throat and opened his eyes. He hadn't moved, was still inside of him and Iruka couldn't think of a single place in the world he wanted to be except right there. He watched the face above him carefully, fascinated by just how much was showing.
He'd seen some of his own worry and confusion reflected back at him, though he was fairly certain the copy nin didn't realize it was there. He had no idea why it was, what he could possibly be thinking, but Iruka's own thought processes were still scattered all over the place, so he couldn't really figure it out right then, anyway. He needed to do something, though, so he ran his hands soothingly over the other man's back, and turned to put a soft kiss on the side of his face.
The older man shifted a little, dropping a kiss of his own on Iruka. This one was slow, soft, very different from the ones before. When they broke apart, the younger man watched him look over his face again. "How about we go clean up then spend a bit more time in the spring?"
Iruka swallowed and nodded, finding himself unable to speak. He released the other man, unwrapping his legs and Kakashi pulled out and stood. He held a hand out and the teacher took it, standing with him.
He wasn't sure what he'd expected out of the shower. Maybe a quick scrub, a hurried wash down, but the other man insisted on washing him, slowly dragging the washcloth over his body, carefully bathing every bit of him. Iruka found himself doing the same in return and before they were out of the shower, they were both aroused again.
They forgot the spring, forgot their intentions to just soak and a few moments later, they were back on the bed, need pushing them to go much faster this time. Iruka pushed the older man over and straddled him. He grabbed the bottle quickly and coated the other man's cock himself. Then he positioned himself and pushed down onto it. "Oh God, Kashi…" He moaned quietly. "You feel so good."
"So do you, Ruka." Kakashi's voice was rough, his hands grasping Iruka's hips as he braced himself on the older man's chest. Despite their need, the insane arousal they both felt, he took his time, went slowly, lowering himself inch by inch. When he was finally seated, fully burying the other man inside himself, he paused. He flexed his muscles a little, savoring the feel of being filled. It had been quite a while since he'd even had a casual encounter and it felt incredible.
He started moving, then, grateful that they'd already been together once, because he knew he could last a lot longer this time. It took him a bit to find the right angle, and it was Kakashi shifting that finally did it. But then his prostate was being hit and he couldn't think very well at all. He was leaning back, his hands on the older man's thighs as he rode him.
But before too long, Kakashi's hands tightened on his hips. Their eyes met again and the copy nin tilted his head. Iruka climbed off and with a gentle nudge on his shoulder, figured out that the other man wanted him to bend over. He got settled into the new position and moaned when that wonderful cock slid into him again.
Kakashi bent over him, wrapping his arms around the younger man's chest, pausing only to move his hair to one side. He kissed the cheek there and Iruka turned his head. Their lips met once more for another brief kiss, then he started moving. This, too, was slow, punctuated by kisses on his back or shoulders, his hands running over his chest or stomach. Finally, they made their way to his cock and the older man wrapped his hand around it and began stroking him.
"Oh God…" He got lost in the sensations, the feel of the cock pumping into him, the sweat-slicked skin sliding over his own, the hand stroking his own hard length. "Kashi… oh God, I'm going to… no… not yet, please…" His cock was released and the other man slowed his pace a bit. He kissed his way over the younger man's back, then eased back and pulled out.
Iruka turned to him and laid down, but Kakashi rolled him slightly to his side. He settled in, then his leg was lifted up to the other man's shoulder. Then the copy nin slid into him again and Iruka moaned loudly. He'd found just the right spot that hit that bundle of nerves over and over again. Not enough to make him come, but it felt so incredibly good.
"Fuck, Ruka, this feels…" he couldn't seem to finish his thought. He pumped faster, thrust a little harder and Iruka couldn't keep the sounds contained.
"Oh God, oh fuck…" If the other man kept this up, he was afraid he'd come anyway, just from that! That had never happened before, but he was getting so close, so incredibly close and he thought he was going to go crazy.
But then he pulled out again and gently nudged the younger man onto his back. "I'd rather finish like this," he whispered, his lips meeting Iruka's again as he pushed into the other man one more time.
The teacher's arms and legs came around him, holding him as close as possible and still allow him to move. Kakashi ran his hand down Iruka's arm, taking the hand, and threading their fingers together. He leaned up enough for their eyes to meet and he saw the fight for control on the older man's face. "Stroke yourself," he said quietly and Iruka wrapped his hand around his own cock.

Kakashi desperately wanted the other man to finish first, this time. It had been an experience for both of them to come at the same time. That had its own place, but he wanted to feel, to experience, to see Iruka's climax. He moved a bit faster, shifted the angle just a tiny bit and was rewarded when those gorgeous chocolate eyes closed and the head tilted back as he got closer and closer.
"Come, Ruka. Come for me," he whispered and it was like his words were what sent him over the edge.
"KASHI! OH GOD!" He shouted, his muscles clamping down, his body shaking. His hand moved once, twice more and the thick ropes of his cum shot out over his chest, catching the copy nin, as well. It was a sight he would never forget and not just because the sharingan was open, either.
It was all he needed, too. He thrust hard once more and let go of the last vestiges of his control. He came hard, his face buried in the younger man's neck. "Ruka… oh…" that was all he could get out as his seed exploded from him, filling the other man with his cum.
When he came down from it, he squeezed the other's hand and placed gentle kisses on the neck under him. Iruka's other arm and his legs tightened around him and he turned his head a little, leaving his own kisses where he could. They stayed like that for a long time, neither willing to move or break it.
Iruka swallowed, hard, fighting his emotions. His heart was still pounding and he hoped that Kakashi would attribute it to the sex they just had and not the things running through his mind. He wasn't going to admit it, not to himself and not to the other man. He couldn't, no way. He was not in love with this man.
He was impossible, annoying, cocky, lazy, perverted…well, that last one wasn't so bad. No! Just.. no, he wouldn't do it. He swallowed again and took a deep breath, trying to get some kind of control.
He squeezed his eyes closed, cradling the other man's body with his own. He didn't want to part, didn't want to get up because he didn't know what would show on his face. He was having trouble breathing that had nothing to do with Kakashi's weight on him and everything to do with his damned emotions. He had to get a grip.

Kakashi felt the pounding heart, the short breaths. He recognized them for what they were because he thought he was going through the same damned thing. He couldn't possibly, nope, not him. He didn't do that, he didn't feel things like everyone else. He'd promised himself years ago that he wouldn't open himself up to that kind of thing. He conveniently ignored what he'd been thinking before he got into the spring that evening - that it was time to change that.
He didn't know what he'd expected out of that night. The chance to get to know him a little better, maybe something lighter, something friendly when it came to sex. But he'd never expected him to respond to him the way he had, either. He'd never expected to see in those damningly beautiful chocolate eyes the emotions he did. The man's face was so expressive, Kakashi would have to have been blind to not see what he did.
He'd never expected to respond himself to the things he did. The sound of his name from that voice laced with lust and need, the feel of the other man's body surrounding him, those lips… the way he seemed to completely lose himself to what they were doing. He could admit enough that he'd never felt like that before, with anyone. He was willing to recognize that there was something here between them that was nothing like any of his past experiences.
He just couldn't put a name to it yet. He swallowed his confusion, his fears and his questions and lifted is face. Iruka's eyes were closed and Kakashi took a moment to watch him fight for control. They both needed some kind of distraction for the moment. He placed a gentle kiss on the other man's lips, just the lightest of touches.
Iruka opened his eyes and their gazes met again. "How about that time in the spring now?" His voice wasn't as steady as he'd like it to be, but he couldn't do anything about that. Iruka didn't speak, he simply nodded his head.
He reluctantly let go and eased out of the other man. He grabbed the small towel he had on his face earlier and gently wiped the younger man down, then cleaned himself off. Iruka blinked at him while he did it, perhaps a little surprised at that he would, but he said nothing, just tossed the towel near the bathroom and held out a hand.
Iruka took it and they made their way in silence out to the spring. Kakashi stepped down into it, noticing the gingerly way that the younger man was walking. He cleared his throat. "I know a minor healing jutsu."
The teacher blushed. "I'll, um, be fine, with a little time in the spring. It's just been a long time." His eyes closed and his color brightened when he said that, apparently not having wanted to admit to that, but the copy nin didn't say anything. He held his hand until he was down in the water.
He settled in on the rock he'd been on earlier, then held his arm out for the younger man. Iruka hesitated very briefly, then sat on his lap. Kakashi wrapped his arms around the other man and pulled him as close as he could. Iruka laid his head on the copy nin's shoulder and snuggled in just a little bit.
They didn't speak at first, simply enjoyed the feel of the other's body against them. The silence wasn't awkward at first, just comfortable. But as it stretched, it started to fray a little on Kakashi's nerves. He, the one who could sit for hours, days on end and do nothing but read was having trouble with the silence.
He realized he wanted to know what the other man was thinking. Would he stay the night? Would he want more after this? And why the hell was it bothering him so much?
His inner-self decided to help. Because you know you feel more for him than you're admitting to.
Kakashi frowned at the thought. Did he? Was he really fooling himself that much?
"Will you stay with me tonight?" He bit his tongue, annoyed that he'd let it slip out. He hadn't meant to.
Iruka nodded, then backed that up with words. "Yes." He paused. "Kashi… what… what is this?" He heard the minor tremor, had a feeling it annoyed the younger man almost as much as he'd been annoyed with himself for asking.
Nothing had gone like he thought it would that night. Oh, he'd gotten him in here, they'd had dinner - and even that had been a lot more than he'd expected. But everything after that… the sex, God, the sex! He'd thought maybe of just massaging him, spending more time in the spring. Actually talking. Instead, they'd made love.
Kakashi's brain came to a screeching halt. Did he really just think that? Oh hell, he did. And he knew that there was no other way to describe what they'd done.
"I'm… not sure what you mean. What is what?" He stalled.
"Is this a… did we… I mean… fuck." The last word was muttered and he sighed, closing his eyes. Kakashi couldn't help but chuckle.
That got him a glare from the teacher, but he just hugged him a little tighter. "I think I know what you mean and I honestly don't know." He paused. Better to get it out now, and if it's too much, then well, at least he came clean about it. "I have a confession to make."
Iruka looked up at him with a raised eyebrow. "Oh?"
He swallowed and bit his bottom lip. "Um, don't kill me, okay?"
The younger man blinked once, slowly. "I'm not sure if I should make that kind of promise." Kakashi put on his best puppy dog look, the one that Pakkun had coached him on and Iruka laughed. "Wow, you're good at that."
"It helps to be able to summon nin-ken." He grinned, grateful that things had lightened. "Please don't kill me?"
Iruka sighed. "Okay, I promise not to kill you."
He nodded and cleared his throat. "I set it up."
A blank stare and a blink. "What? Set what up?"
"Tonight. I set it up."
"Which part?" He asked, his eyebrow going up again.
"Well, pretty much all of it. I paid them to change the reservation and put me in the room instead. They knew about it."
Both eyebrows went up. "You did? I thought something was odd that they'd 'lose' my reservation." He stared at him. "There's more, isn't there?" Kakashi bit his lip again and nodded. And to Iruka's complete surprise, there was even color on the copy nin's cheeks. "What else?"
"Well, um, first off, I made sure I'd be home tonight and this weekend."
"Okay, that's not bad." He paused. "What is bad, Kashi?"
Kakashi noticed that it seemed to be getting easier for him to use the nickname. "Um, well, the mission reports…"
"You didn't."
The copy nin nodded. "I did. I had to make sure you'd follow through on your plan to come here."
Iruka stared at him for a full minute. "I have no idea what to do with this. You went to all that trouble to get me here alone? Why?"
"You turned me down. I figured you weren't about to accept if I asked again, so I had to come up with something."
"And you figured that annoying me into a near rage to the point where I almost killed a fellow shinobi was a good idea? A good way to go about it?" Iruka shook his head.
Kakashi looked sheepish. "I'm going to owe him lunch for a month for it."
Iruka's lips twitched. "He deserves more." He shook his head again. "I can't believe you'd go to so much trouble. Why?"
"Isn't it obvious?"
"I… I don't want to make assumptions. But…" Iruka took a deep breath. The other man had said a lot, it was time for him to put something out there, too. "I've been attracted to you for a long time. When you asked me out the first time, I thought you were just toying with me to get me mad."
Kakashi frowned. "I wouldn't do something like that."
"I know that - now. But, well, I couldn't figure out what someone like you would want with someone like me." He shrugged.
"Someone like me? Someone like you? What does that mean?" He raised an eyebrow, waiting.
Iruka sighed. "You're… you. Kakashi Hatake, the famous Copy Ninja, the Man of a Thousand Jutsus, elite shinobi. You're handsome - though I guess not everyone knows that, you're… you," he finished lamely.
Kakashi simply blinked at him. "I thought I was lazy, perverted, annoying…"
"Cocky, aloof and insensitive. You know exactly why I said that," Iruka said, blushing.
Kakashi blushed. "Yeah, I guess I do." Then he shook his head. "What's this 'someone like me' stuff?"
Iruka sighed and tried to shift off of Kakashi's lap. Of course, he wouldn't let him, he simply tightened his arms instead. "I'm just me." He tapped the scar on his nose. "I'm not exactly the most attractive man in the village. I'm happy as a chuunin, teaching kids and working the mission desk. I like being the one to welcome the teams home. I don't want to take the jounin test, I don't want to be taken from the classroom."
Kakashi smirked. "We'll deal with the attractive comment in a minute. Those other things just prove how good you are. There's nothing wrong with knowing what you want, where you want to be. We need people like you to teach the next generation. Look at Naruto. He tells us all the time that you're the biggest reason he's as strong as he is. Sakura credits you just as much."
Iruka blushed. "I… I don't know what to say to that. I never thought of it that way."
"As for welcoming the teams back, how many of our shinobi are alone? Have no family to come home to?"
"A lot. Most of them, actually."
"And every one of them comes home to see a smile and someone who is honestly glad that they made it back safely. Do you think that doesn't matter to them?'
Iruka shrugged. "I guess I didn't think about that, either. But I know the times I go on missions what it's like if someone says that to me. But... It's… just what I do. I don't consciously decide that."
"Which is even better." Kakashi shook his head. "Honestly, you're too hard on yourself."
Iruka snorted at that. "And you're not?'
The copy nin rolled his eyes. "I am not the subject of discussion here, you are."
"I didn't think I'd get away with that." Iruka grinned.
"I am a genius, you know." That was answered with a snort.
"You can't be too much of a genius if you didn't know I was attracted to you."
Kakashi shook his head. "That's different. And yes, you are a very attractive man. To me, you're the most attractive one in the village."
Iruka's first reaction was to call bullshit on that, but the look on the other man's face was too serious. His breath left him and he just stared. He swallowed hard around the lump in his throat. "What are you saying?" He closed his eyes. "No, dammit, I'm not going to do this. I…" he took a deep breath and made the leap. "I think… I love you." His mouth snapped closed. There, he said it. He couldn't open his yes, couldn't see the reaction.
If he had opened his eyes, he'd have seen the smile on the other man's face. If he had looked, he'd have known the happiness the copy nin was feeling in that moment. But he didn't, he simply sat there, bracing himself and waiting. There was a moment of silence, then, "I'm pretty sure I love you, too."
Iruka's eyes flew open and he stared at the other man. "You… do?"
Kakashi nodded. "Don't know when it happened, but… you had to realize that those God-awful mission reports I turned in had to be deliberate."
"Well, yeah, I kind of figured that out. I thought it was just to get to me. Another method of torture." Iruka raised an eyebrow.
The older man shrugged one shoulder. "Partially. You're cute when your face gets red and you're working so hard to control your temper." This got him an elbow to the ribs. "But it was mostly to give me an excuse to stay in the office longer. Hell, it's why I baited you so much."
Iruka shook his head, then frowned. "We wasted time. Time that we don't know if we'll have."
"I know. Maybe that's why it's easier for us to say these things now. But… we don't have to waste any more time." Kakashi said, meeting those deep brown eyes.
"No, we don't." Iruka leaned in and their lips met again. This kiss was a promise, a reinforcement of the words they'd just said. Before long, their hands were everywhere, touching, memorizing again the smooth skin, the scars and muscles. Their mouths moved, lips nibbling, tongues tasting. Then Kakashi stood up, cradling the other man in his arms and climbed out of the spring.
He paused, "are you… okay?"
Iruka nodded. "Yes."
"Good." He carried the younger man into the room and set him down long enough to pick up a towel and dry him off. He made quick work of his own wet body, then they were back on the bed.
It was soft, slow, both determined to draw it out. Light kisses, gentle teasing, clasped hands and the simple need to touch. Kakashi was going to taste all of him this time, and he set about to make it happen. Every bit of skin on his chest, the whole length of his legs. This time, he even had him roll over, kissing and teasing his back, the line down his spine, the sensitive spots at the base of it. He covered that gorgeous ass with kisses until Iruka was moaning and moving in need.
He wanted his own time to make the copy nin crazy. And so he sat up, then, pulling him to him for a long slow kiss. then he pushed him back onto the bed and set about his own explorations. He dragged his lips over the skin, finding all the spots that would make him moan or gasp. He, too, explored the other man's back, tracing the scars, learning the textures that made up his lover.
He was surprised when his hand strayed down over the copy nin's ass that he raised it up into his palm. He moaned quietly when the younger man's fingers explored it, even brushing across his anus. Kakashi rolled slightly, Iruka's hand still on his ass and looked over his shoulder, eyes serious. "Do you want… me?"
Iruka swallowed. Did he want to bury himself in that tight heat? Feel the other man surround him? Hell yes, but he never would have imagined that this man could or would be willing to do that. Taking a shaky breath, Iruka nodded. Kakashi grabbed the bottle of oil that was up near the head of the bed and sat up, handing it to him, then pausing to kiss him. "I have before, but it's been a very… very long time," he said to the unasked question in the brown eyes.
Iruka stared at him absorbing the meaning behind that, then leaned up and returned the kiss, cupping the other man's cheek in one hand. "I love you."
"I love you." Kakashi kissed him again, then turned back around and laid down.
He was careful, very careful, to prepare him as much as he could. The older man was very tight and Iruka was so afraid of hurting him. It took a lot of trust to bottom to someone, and while Iruka had a trusting nature at heart, he knew this man did not. It spoke volumes about his feelings.
He worked his fingers into him, stretching him as much as he could. It took a supreme effort to hold onto his control at the sounds that were coming out of the other man's mouth. Finally, he thought it was as good as it was going to get and he coated his cock thoroughly in the oil. He bent over the copy nin's back, kissing his shoulder, his neck, anything he could reach.
Kakashi turned his head, kissing him as best as he could from that angle. Then Iruka spread the other man's cheeks and lined up carefully. The copy nin was watching him over his shoulder, so the younger man paused. "Are you sure?"
The other man nodded, so he started to push carefully into the tight passage. Holy God, he felt good. He went slow, so careful, so afraid of hurting him, but finally he managed to get the head past the ring of muscle. He paused, gathering his control, taking a deep breath, then continued. "God, Ruka you can go faster, I'm not going to break."
Iruka groaned. "No, but if I rush this, I'll finish too damned fast and I am not going to go off like some damned teenager. Patience, please!" He had no idea that he had his schoolteacher voice in that moment and Kakashi blushed. The copy nin made a note to see about playing around with that sometime.
Abashed, the older man fell silent, holding his demands in. He could understand how hard it was to hold on, having felt it earlier himself. He closed his eyes, working to keep his sounds in, and finally, finally the other man was buried completely.
"Fuck, that feels good," Iruka moaned. He gave himself a moment to gather his faltering control. Then he started moving, and Kakshi allowed his own sounds to come out.
"Oh God, yes, Ruka, fuck, yes." He moved with him, meeting him thrust for thrust and despite the determination to make it last and draw it out, the feeling was too good. He'd found his prostate almost right away and Kakashi thought he was going to go crazy.
"I'm not going to last," the younger man warned in a whisper against the other man's back. He wrapped his arm around the copy nin's waist and took the cock into his hand. He managed to match the rhythm, holding carefully to his control. It was only by paying so much attention to the other man that he was able to do so. "Oh God, Kashi." It was almost too much, he was so close.
"I'm close, Ruka…" he moaned and the younger man sped up just a little bit.
"Now, Kashi, come…" Iruka wasn't going to make it. He knew it, he'd never hold out. He squeezed his eyes shut, focused on the cock in his hand, on hitting that bundle of nerves and he was rewarded.
"FUCK RUKA!" Kakashi shouted and Iruka felt that cock spasm, the warm fluid spill over it and the other man's ass clamp down as his climax took him.
That was all it took and he came, too. He curled around the other man, thrusting one last time hard and let go, filling him with his cum. His orgasm was insane, stealing his breath, nearly shattering in its intensity. He held on to the other man as he rode it out, finally collapsing onto him as he came down from it.
They fell to the bed, Iruka still curled around Kakashi, his arms tight around his waist, still buried inside. He dropped soft kisses on the neck and shoulder in front of him. The copy nin held tightly to the arm around him, placing his own kisses on the hand.
They lay in silence for a long while, simply enjoying the feel of the other's body against their own. Finally, Kakashi moved and Iruka carefully eased out of him. The older man rolled to face Iruka and they resettled, tight up against each other, legs tangled. He reached up with one hand to brush the brown locks out of his face. "I love you." It was just a whisper, but the younger man heard it.
"I love you." Iruka voice trembled a little with his words. It was getting easier to say and he wondered a bit at it. Was that too soon? Were they going too fast? Maybe. Maybe they were and maybe they weren't. He couldn't forget they were shinobi. Their lives so unsure, and he knew that if he wanted anything, he had to grab onto it. He already knew that this man didn't say this to just anyone. Had probably not said it in years, maybe even since he was a young child if the rumors about his life were true.
His eyes traced the lines of the face in front of him, taking in each of the features, memorizing it the best that he could. He didn't have a sharingan to help him, he had to rely on his own memory. Memory that would be all he had to hold on to when this man was gone on missions and he was missing him insanely.
He swallowed around the lump in his throat at just the thought of him going away and not coming back. A ghost of the grief he felt for his parents snuck in and he forcibly expelled it. He'd cross that when he came to it, if he ever did. He could hope and pray that his lover was just good enough that he never would need to come home in a body bag, that Iruka wouldn't have another reason to visit the memorial. He could hope that he'd have him for a very long time.
"Such a serious face. What are you thinking, Ruka?" He ran his fingers down over Iruka's cheek, and the younger man closed his eyes.
"I was just thinking about the fact that it feels a little fast. God, before dinner, I had no idea that you were even attracted to me. And now we're saying… that."
Kakashi nodded. "I know. But don't we, especially, know how fragile life is? How few chances we have to take what's out there? I… I know I let a lot of things slip away, pass me by. When I heard how you felt, I decided I couldn't let it happen again."
Iruka's eyes opened and he considered the other man for a moment, then nodded. "You're right. I… was also thinking…" he sighed. "About what I'll be thinking when you're gone on missions. And if… if…" he closed his mouth, though, unable to finish.
The arms around him tightened, a sigh escaping. "I wish I could promise that it wouldn't happen, but it could just as easily go the other way. It's not like you never go on missions."
Iruka swallowed. "Yet again, I didn't think about it like that. I'm… sorry."
"No need for apologies. I understand." His arms tightened again.
They fell silent then, simply enjoying being together. Their fingers ghosted of each other's skin, over muscles and scars. Not to arouse now, but to learn, to remind, to memorize and to simply feel. But despite his attempts not to, a yawn escaped Iruka and the copy nin chuckled. "Looks likes it's time for bed for the teacher."
Iruka glared. "I'm fine," he said, then had to fight another yawn. "Dammit."
"Come on, let's clean up a bit, then we can just curl up again." Kakashi rolled away, leaving Iruka feeling a little bereft.
"Fine." He sighed, and they made quick work of cleaning themselves before crawling under the covers.
Kakashi pulled him up against him, wrapping his arms around the younger man. "I like you here."
Iruka swallowed. "I like to be here."
Kakashi dropped a soft kiss on the back of Iruka's neck and settled in. Neither remembered falling asleep.
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