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A good use of clones	By : Akaatje Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3234 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I need to disctract myself. Therefore, I wrote another chapter. This is a sligtly bigger chapter than before and I hope you like it. The direction in which this fic is going is more clear to me, and I hope you like it.
Please read and Review, thank you.
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Iruka shakes his head and looks at the paperwork in front of him. It is good that he doesn’t have to be teaching right now. Else he would be distracted. By a mind filled with Morino-sama and Hatake-sama. And sex. He sighs and looks up. Ibiki and Kakashi are standing in front of him. They both look at him. Kakashi’s face is unreadable, damn that mask. Ibiki is wearing a smirk. Fuck, looking hot.
Iruka widens his eyes and backs away in his chair. “How can I help you?” he asks, cursing himself for his high pitched voice. He is not scared. They don’t know anything about him. Or what he does at home. In his private time. There is no reason for them to know. And it is not like he wants to do it. It just… happens.
Ibiki chuckles and shakes his head. “I have to get some paperwork.” He shrugs and glances around in the room. “Thought I’d say hi to you again.” He cocks his head and the smirk turns into a smile. “I do hope you can give me some pointers at that sleep thing. It is not getting better.” He shakes his head. “Do you know what I should do? I heard some exercise is good. You know, being physical…”
Iruka blinks and relaxes a bit. The man doesn’t know. Right? There is no way the man knows.
“Maah, I don’t need anything,” Kakashi says. He turns his face towards Ibiki. “Not at this moment at least.” There is a smirk on his face. It must be. “Perhaps later tonight.” He turns his masked face towards Iruka and chuckles.
Iruka narrows his eyes. Why are those two men glancing at each other like that? Like they know something that he doesn’t know? He takes a deep breath. “Well, thank you for stopping by. But, there are other Shinobi that do need my help. So, please step aside and let me help them.”
Kakashi bows a little. “Anything for you, sensei.” His arm brushes against Ibiki’s arm. “Sorry, Morino-san.” There is a deep undertone in his voice and he stares deep into Ibiki’s eyes.
“No problem, Hatake-san.” Ibiki is growling. There is no other word for it. A growl, like he is ready to attack Hatake-sama. In a sexual sense of words. There is a smirk on his face. How would it feel to kiss that?
Iruka shivers. What if those two were having sexual… He clenches his hands together and shakes his head. No. Do not go there. His mind is already filled with both men and sex. There is no use filling his mind with both of them having sex with each other. He sighs and tries to smile at the men. His legs are shaking underneath his desk.
The men blink, nod and turn around. “See you, sensei.” Kakashi waves and Ibiki grunts. The sound and the motion go straight to Iruka’s gut.
Iruka swallows and hangs his head. Fuck. This is only getting more complicated.
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Iruka paces through his living room. There is no way he is able to do it again. There is no way he should try. What if he tries and the clone is turned into Ibiki or Kakashi? He snorts. No, he is a Shinobi of Konoha. He has to try. He has to get better. There is no way I would happen for a third time. He is a Shinobi of Konoha. He knows better. He can do better. He walks to his bedroom and nods to himself.
A clear mind. It happens with a clear mind. He takes a deep breath and clears his mind. No Ibiki. No Kakashi. Not one of them and not two of them. Just himself. Not having sex. None of that at all. Not two of them having sex with each other. None of that. A completely empty mind.
He takes a deep breath and pushes the air out of his lungs. Silence. He performs the hand signs and bites his lip. His chakra moves and he smiles. It worked. Two clones. It must be two. That is what it felt like. He nods and opens his eyes.
Two clones are standing in front of him. Two indeed. Both Ibiki and Kakashi.
Iruka swallows and shakes his head. His shoulders drop down and he sighs. It is no use, it seems. No matter what he tries, his mind is filled with both men.
But, this time, he is in charge. Even if those men were teasing him this afternoon, he will get them. He smirks and nods at the clones.
“Ibiki, move Kakashi towards the bed and hold him there.” The clone complies. Both of them. The Kakashi clone is not struggling to break free. He is complying. Iruka presses his lips together and suddenly the clone is wriggling to get out of the hold the Ibiki clone has on him.
Iruka smirks. It is something that the real Kakashi would never do. The real Kakashi would simply break free. He snorts. The Ibiki clone pushes Kakashi onto the bed and works his way down, removing pants and boxers. He leans down, in between the legs of the Kakashi clone and opens his mouth.
“Yes, suck him,” Iruka whispers. He bites his lips and moves his own hand down. He slips it inside his pants, grabbing his own cock.
As the Ibiki clone leans down and kisses the tip of the cock underneath him, Iruka moves his own hand up and down. As the Kakashi clone throws his head back, hitting the pillows underneath him and moaning loudly, Iruka bites his lips and nods, holding his breath.
The Ibiki clone bobs his head up and down. Iruka tries to match his rhythm with his own hand. The clone is faster and more skilled it seems, at the Kakashi clone is thrashing around in the bed. The clone receiving the blowjob moans loudly and plops away. At the same time, Iruka comes all over his own hand, inside his pants.
The Ibiki clone chuckles and turns around, walking towards Iruka. Iruka pants and narrows his eyes, shaking his head. “Fuck you, Morino-sama,” he whispers. He smirks and grabs a hold of clone Ibiki’s arm.
The clone chuckles and leans forwards. “I would love to, sensei,” he says.
Iruka raises a hand and slams it down onto clone Ibiki’s chest, successfully dispelling the clone. The memories of both clones flood back into his mind and his cheeks burn up. Fuck. He takes a moment to collect himself. Fuck indeed. Then again, it is a form of masturbation, right?
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Ibiki and Kakashi both blink. They share a look together and blink again.
“Did you saw what…?” Ibiki asks. His voice trembles a bit.
Kakashi nods at his question. Even that uncompleted sentence was as clear as the vision in front of him. There is no need for the Head of Interrogation to end his question.
“I saw it. He made you. And me.” Kakashi takes a deep breath and pushes a hand towards his stomach. Only to check himself. Right. Not to touch himself. No. “He made us, and he made you suck my dick.” He swallows.
It looked hot as hell. And it did something to him. He doesn’t want to admit it, but the truth is in his pants. Standing straight and proud.
“Yes.” Ibiki nods. the man takes a deep breath and sighs. “And he knocked my clone K.O.” He turns his head towards Kakashi.
Kakashi bites his lips and refuses to meet Ibiki’s gaze again. “Well, see you tomorrow,” he says to the Head of Interrogation and he nods.
Ibiki waves at him, and they leave their hiding spot.
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