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All For the Sake of Pleasure	By : Kanemoshi Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Kakashi/Iruka Views: 8217 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 6
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Chapter Three

After hours of putting up with his brother's fussing over makeup, clothes, and other things Iruka knew nothing about, the brunet had finally decided that Naruto's understanding of such feminine things was slightly frightening. Naruto just brushed it off, saying that he had to learn all about it so he could perfect his Sexy no Jutsu. Iruka had been just about to tell the blonde that he was an even worse pervert than Jiraiya when his brother had finally deemed him irresistible.

Irresistible was one thing, but all of this was just ridiculous.

At the bar, he had to take several deep breaths to steady himself when he felt the transportation jutsu surround them. It had seemed too easy – almost dreamlike – at the time. As soon as his vision had cleared and he had caught a glimpse of the large bed they had been moved to, unease crept up on him. Iruka had been about to tell the tall man he had reconsidered his offer, but he immediately lost any thought of telling the man to stop. Almost as soon as he looked up to speak, he felt the softest of touches against his lips. Instinctively, he had closed his eyes and returned the pressure. That moment was his downfall.

Iruka let out a soft huff, the puff of air blowing a loose feather into the air where it lazily began floating back down. Sprawled out as he currently was on, by far, the softest bed to exist, one could forget that they even had limbs they were so weak and numb. It was only because of his pitiful attempts to get out of the bed that made him wonder momentarily if he would ever regain feeling. It had been probably an hour since their last go, but Iruka had yet to find the strength to do anything other than pant for air and have an internalized panic attack. Oh, and play with the feathers scattered everywhere. The poor pillows didn't have a chance of surviving such a night, when Iruka himself was tempted to check to make sure he still had a pulse.

It was almost as though the tall shinobi could read his mind last night and knew what he wanted, when not even the teacher was entirely sure of it himself. A part of the brunet shivered as he remembered that deliciously wet tongue swiping against his lower lip, begging silently for entrance. Though it had been far too long since his last kiss, it wasn't long enough that Iruka had forgotten. Strangely, however, he couldn't remember many of those sensations ever arising before when kissing someone else. His very body tingled in awareness, his chest felt heavy, his groin warm, but most of all, his head was deliciously fuzzy. It was, in one word, perfection.

Who would have thought that the emotionless jounin was such an amazing kisser? Then there were his positively arousing hands. And, oh the things he could do with that tongue of his! Fighting back the urge to squeal, Iruka buried his head into the pillow he had been resting his chin on. Even the memory of what he had just been doing made his toes curl and his chest ached strangely.

Taking a deep breath, Iruka tried to relive the odd feeling, but nearly snorted when he recalled why his chest felt heavy. Naruto had been the one to pick what size he should be and, though Iruka said he thought they were too big, the blonde had assured him that a straight or bi guy wouldn't say the same thing. No, the silver-haired jounin had definitely not complained that his chest was too large.

Iruka turned his head, brushing long chestnut hair behind an ear as he peered over at the bed's other occupant. Almost as soon as the first light of day began to peek into the otherwise pitch black room, that damn mask had gone back on, but that certainly didn't stop their fun. Shivering again at the thought of everything that had transpired, Iruka somehow found the energy to move his legs. He hadn't been able to get out of the bed for far too long!

Almost as soon as his feet hit the floor, Iruka deeply regretted moving at all. His knees buckled underneath him and the only thing that saved him from certain embarrassment was the fact that he flopped back down on the bed. The teacher nearly let out an expletive that would have certainly proved where Naruto got his language from.

Steeling himself against the possibility of crumpling again, Iruka finally stood up, weaving a few times before he stiffly shuffled around the room in search of his clothes.

He twitched slightly when he found the dress Naruto had said he must wear for the night. There was no saving the expensive piece of material. It had been shredded in their impatience. Blushing slightly, Iruka had to admit that maybe Naruto had been right in suggesting he forego the lacy panties, especially considering they were far too embarrassed to buy anything at the lingerie store. The little strip of material would have most certainly been a lost cause as well, if Iruka had been able to summon up the nerve to buy it.

Glancing back over to the bed where the lanky jounin slept, Iruka took a moment to ogle the man. Now, that was a drool-worthy specimen! The creature slumbering there was masculine perfection. Even unconscious, a powerful aura surrounded him, telling him he was safe in the jounin's presence, but also making Iruka realize he never wanted to get on the man's bad side.

Almost as though he felt the teacher's eyes on him, he shifted slightly and the thick down comforter that had been covering most of him slid down to his waist. Now, Iruka could happily stare at the man's broad, perfectly sculpted chest and shoulders that showed pink scratch marks – proof of their night together. Of course, there were several other discolorations across the man, most of them on his neck, but his mask – the only dark thing about the jounin – now hid them.

Moving quickly before the insatiable jounin woke up ready for another round that would leave Iruka floating in ecstasy for hours, the teacher picked up the high heels Naruto had finally talked him into and, with not another sound, he formed a few quick seals and, praying none of his old students decided to take up residence in his apartment, transported himself home in a shinobi-style walk of shame.

"Damn, you look like you had fun!"

Those were the first words to hit Iruka's ears as he appeared in his bedroom. Blinking a few times as he turned to look at his bed where there was a group of wide teenage eyes staring at him, the brunet screeched before flying towards his bathroom, far from their leering gazes. The only consolation he had was that they were all gay and, as such, were far from being attracted to his very naked female form.

"What are all of you doing here!?" Iruka demanded through the bathroom door, praying that Naruto hadn't told all their friends about his embarrassing mission. Rifling through the small linen closet, he finally came up with a robe. Moving to cover himself with the soft material, Iruka deposited his female counterpart's ruined outfit in the trash, and then took a steadying breath before he returned to his bedroom for the gay inquisition waiting for him.

"It's six at night! We were all worried about you," Naruto explained as he snickered, watching Iruka's face turn to a bright scarlet shade. No longer caring if the teens caught a glimpse of something they didn't want to see, Iruka plopped down in the middle of the floor, crossing his legs and taking a moment for his brother's statement to fully hit him.

"Six…?" Iruka repeated, blinking a few times. It couldn't be six in the evening. They hadn't slept that long. Iruka blushed, recalling that very little sleeping had gone on. No, he was starting to realize that it most certainly had to be nearly twenty four straight hours that he and the jounin had put that bed to good use. And the wall, the kitchen table, and just about every surface they ran into in the past day. Of course, at times, no surface was needed. The jounin's strength was most certainly an asset in the bedroom, as he didn't tire at all by lifting Iruka and holding him in the air as they fucked to the point of passing out. It had been like something out of one of those horribly written romance novels, but damn if Iruka didn't enjoy every mind-blowing second of it!

"Shika took your place at the Missions Office today," Neji commented from his position of leaning next to his chronically bored lover. Shikamaru simply rolled his eyes, but Iruka knew from his expression that no thanks or apologies were in order, so long as he gave them all the details. All the teens were horrible perverts when it came down to it, and hearing such a juicy story straight from Iruka would be like an early Christmas for them.

"So, dish!!!" Naruto nearly squealed as he snuggled up against Sasuke, impatiently eyeing his adoptive brother. "What was it like being a girl? Who was he? Was he any good? Well, obviously he was good, considering I haven't seen you for almost an entire day… but stiiiiiill! And what's with the feathers?!" Naruto continued to rant, but everyone tuned him out with ease. Once the blonde finally quieted down, Iruka took a deep breath as he decided just how much he would tell the teens. There was one thing he wouldn't reveal – the identity of his one-night stand. He wasn't sure if he could deal with Naruto's constant nagging over what his old genin teacher looked like under the mask. His brother would never accept his truthful response – he hadn't once caught a glimpse of the man's entire face.

"It was…" Iruka trailed off, sighing as he tried to think of words to describe what the past day of sexual delights was like. Running a finger through his tousled hair, he pulled out several of the feathers his brother had commented on. "Amazing. I still can't feel my legs and apparently those rumors that women can have multiple orgasms… and ones lasting for a long time… they're completely true."

"No way." Had he not seen the teen's lips move, Iruka would have never believed that amazed statement came out of Sasuke. Snickering at the Uchiha's obvious disbelief, Iruka grinned.

"Believe it! I think the longest one was over half an hour." Iruka shivered at that particular memory. Oh, yes – it was when he had been bent over one of the chairs in the kitchen – definitely one of his favorite times of the night.

"Woah," Naruto and the rest of the teens on his bed exhaled, their eyes wide as they tried to imagine such a thing in their own sex lives. Iruka momentarily twitched, really not wanting to imagine what his old students did in the bedroom. Or the kitchen, bathroom, hallway… up on the windowsill. Oh, God, they had to have fucked on every inch of that apartment!

"How many times?" Kiba asked breathlessly, glancing over to Chouji for a moment as though no one else could see the hungry look in the Inuzuka's eyes. "We all kind of made a little bet…" Iruka had the feeling the brunet and his lover had made a side bet that probably involved something kinky if Kiba won.

"Sasuke said you would pass out after three times. I said five!" Naruto stated proudly, his confidence in correctly guessing his brother's stamina apparently something the entire group had been arguing over.

"Twice," Neji and Chouji both agreed.

"I said four," Kiba admitted, his eyes still on his big-boned partner.

Glancing at Shikamaru, Iruka waited for the final teen's guess. "Eight," Shikamaru said lazily, receiving disbelieving snorts from the other teens. Iruka could only chuckle as he imagined what their expressions would be when he told them the truth.

"Shikamaru wins. Well, he's the closest," Iruka replied sneakily, feeling a blush creep up onto his cheeks as he recalled exactly how many times he and the energetic jounin had intercourse. Just to annoy the teens, he started to silently count on his fingers, but once he used up all ten fingers, he put them back down and started lifting his fingers again until six fingers were up. "Er… maybe not… we lost count around twelve or so," Iruka added as he put down his fingers to rub the back of his head sheepishly. The gaping mouths and bug eyes that now faced him were definitely the responses he had been waiting for.

"No way! No one has that kind of stamina!" Sasuke was the first one to point out, but he was quickly elbowed by his blonde boyfriend.

"Who was it?"

"Was he bi?" Kiba asked curiously, getting odd looks from the others and only shrugged his shoulders. "What?! Then at least I have a chance of snagging the sex god!" For that, he was smacked by his lover, though they all knew he was joking. He and Chouji were inseparable, sex incarnation or no.

Iruka blushed brightly; sex god was certainly one way to describe the jounin. Thinking of something that would send the teens into either drooling fits or twitching, he chuckled. "Mmm… and just think: thirty-something positions."

"See!" Naruto smacked Sasuke in the shoulder for reasons no one else but the now flushed Uchiha understood. "I told you that you have to try new things!" Iruka bit his lip, recalling Naruto's most common complaint – that Sasuke was horribly predictable and unimaginative in bed. If he remembered right, Naruto had called his stoic lover positively boring sometimes. Hopefully Sasuke would feel a little bit of competitiveness now knowing that there was a bisexual being positively made for sex out there.

Of course, if Iruka told them the man's identity, he knew he would have six teens gagging. Kakashi most certainly was not high up on their list of good-looking and desirable men. If anything, he was knocked down many slots because he had taught Naruto and Sasuke. The fact no one had ever seen his face, and relatively few people knew exactly what his sexuality was, only added to their uncertainty where exactly to place Kakashi on that list of theirs.

The only reason Iruka knew Kakashi was bisexual was because he had heard the rumors of the large number of lovers he had run through over the years. The good majority of those lovers were women, but there was a growing number of men that sang Kakashi's praises. Most of them were laid and left long before the teens on his bed were old enough to understand why exactly people stammered whenever in the jounin's presence. It most certainly wasn't just his abilities as a shinobi that made people gape at him.

More or less, it was the joke that, though he might have a thousand jutsu, he had at least twice as many sexual skills. Though his affairs were usually quiet, everyone who whispered about him afterwards agreed that he was a beast, and they would do anything to recapture his attention. Kakashi's sexual mastery was almost as legendary as his proneness to grow bored quickly. Most lovers didn't last more than a few nights before he lost interest in them. Blushing slightly, Iruka could only wonder if Kakashi had already grown bored with him. If so, maybe in a few days he could rouse up the courage and strength to approach the jounin as a man. Then again, maybe it would be safer to wait until he had regained full feeling of his extremities.
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