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In the shadows	By : shadeoftroll Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1332 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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It's crazy... Just crazy.

Thank you very much for the support on this craziness these
two witches spit out now and then. We hope you'll like this chapter too.

********* CHAPTER 6 ********

Kakashi lay flat on
the floor. His mind blanked out from what he just heard. It just couldn�t be
true. That monster-man couldn�t have nestled his way into Kakashi�s little
dolphin�s� it was just not possible. Iruka belonged to Kakashi not that block
headed torturer.

He groaned and was
about to rise to his feet when he felt a hand grip his vest and hurled him up
from his lying position.

�What the fuck are
you doing here Kakashi?� snarled Ibiki and dragged the other jounin out of the
house. Kakashi was dangling in his grip as Ibiki got ready to toss him away.

�Ibiki-san, how nice
to see you,� Kakashi smiled nervously.

�I asked a question,
answer it.�

�Uhm, you see, I was
waiting� yeah� Waiting for Iruka to come out of the shower and put on his girly
stuff he bought today. He promised he would show them to me.� More lies than
truth. But it was true that Iruka had bought some girly stuff today. Or at least
that was what Kakashi thought.

�If I ever see you
here again I will not hesitate to kill you.� Ibiki growled darkly, pressing himself into
Kakashi�s personal space.

The copy-nin grinned and gave a
non-committal shrug, �All�s fair you know.�

Before the officer could snap the man�s
neck, the cycloptic jounin vanished in a blast of grey smoke. Ibiki narrowed his
hard eyes and spun on his heel, boots thumping boldly back into the chuunin�s
house. There were two things the scarred jounin could not stand for, and those
were betrayal and other people touching his things.

The large man slammed open the bathroom
door, making the chuunin start and slip back into the bath, sputtering and
blushing.

�Ibiki!� the school teacher cried out in
surprise as he floundered in the water.

The officer frowned darkly as he reached
in and grabbed the brunette by his hair, pulling him out of the tub and dragging
him out of the bathroom. Iruka gripped the jounin�s hand, digging his nails into
the glove in a futile attempt to make him let go.

�Ibiki!� he yelled, twisting his body to
try to get loose.

He had no idea what had turned the older
man into a sudden rage. The chuunin could feel the chakra from Ibiki�s body
crackle and spark, his anger seeping into his smaller body. Iruka�s heart began
beating fast, his mind swirling with thoughts that weren�t going to help him get
away.

The jounin dragged the yelping school
teacher into the main bedroom, stopping and glaring when he saw all the lingerie
waiting on the bed. His grip in the silken locks tightened hard, making the
smaller man cry out again as tears prickled his doe-eyes.

With one swift movement, Iruka was
yanked up painfully and tossed onto the bed. He bounced and looked at Ibiki with
a frightened gaze, crawling up to the headboard quickly.

�Stop it!� he yelled. Oh God, the jounin
wasn�t going to rape him was he?! What had the school teacher done to upset the
man so much?!

The brunette pressed his back against
the wood behind him and shut his legs tightly, face red with embarrassment at
his nudity. The jounin looked ready to kill him!

Iruka shook, his breathing coming out in
short pants as he slipped off the bed, scuttling back into a corner, bringing
his knees to his chest.

�I�m sorry! For whatever I did or
whatever happened!� the chuunin yelled, tears streaking down his cheeks. �Please
don�t hurt me!�

Ibiki stopped dead
in his tracks. �What am I doing?� He stepped back, dragging his hand over
his head, pulling off his hitai-ite in the process.

�I�m so sorry,�
Iruka hiccupped. He found his covers and pulled them up and hid behind them.

�Iruka� what was
Kakashi doing here?� asked Ibiki with low raspy voice. Gods, his throat felt
like a desert. He could hear the sobs coming from the younger man and it was
truly ripping his soul apart.

Iruka looked up over
the edge of the cover and blinked to get rid of the tears that still were
running down his face.

�Ehh� W-what do you
mean?� whispered Iruka.

�Kakashi, I found
him lying on your floor with a hard on and he talked about you buying
these�these� what the hell are they anyway???� Ibiki roared as he held up a pair
of lacy, green panties.

Iruka paled so much
that it looked as if he was going to faint. He was mortified. Ibiki was looking
at the things those she-devils had bought for him. But what the hell were they
doing on his bed out in the open?!
He was sure he had hid them underneath the bed and Kakashi� what had that perv
been doing in his house � and while he was bathing no less and�.

Beep, beep, beep�.
Flat-line!

Ibiki could feel his
stomach turn inside out when Iruka fainted. He ran up to the man and tried to
shake some life into him. But it was useless. Iruka was dead to the world. Ibiki
growled and raked the lacy lingerie�s on the floor and gently tucked Iruka
underneath the covers. He put a large hand on Iruka�s forehead and felt the warm
skin. A quick sweep confirmed that Iruka just had fainted and wasn�t in any
danger.

�Iruka, Iruka�
what have you been up to since you left the house this morning?�
Ibiki thought as he looked at the things he swept down on the floor. He picked
them up and looked at them. Was Iruka some kind of closet-pervert? These were
just plain kinky. Ibiki could feel his ears heat up as his mind quickly imagined
Iruka in a pair of these things.

�Oh, God�.� he
mumbled as he felt his cock stiffen inside his pants. He found the bag that
probably had held them and quickly put everything in it. No more ideas please.
Just having seen Iruka naked made things very difficult to really forget.

And Kakashi � that
man was as good as dead. Or would be begging to be killed after Ibiki was been
through with him. That man was beyond perverted.

Ibiki growled and
dragged his gloved hand over his bald head once again. This was getting stranger
and stranger. He found a chair and pulled close to the bed and sat down. He
removed his gloves and took Iruka�s hand into his, gently letting the thumb
stroke the brown skin.

�Iruka, what am I to
do with you? You�ve been nothing but trouble since I met you in the missions�
office. I just hope that you can forgive me for treating you so harshly just
now. I don�t think I could ever forget myself if I have scared you away.�

Ibiki had never
spoken so much in one breath as he did now. But he just wanted Iruka to wake up
so he could apologize to the man for being so rude with him.

Iruka shifted in bed
but he didn�t wake up.

�What is it about
you that makes me want to cuddle you up and protect you against the world�s
perverts and lechers? Have you no idea how you make people dream wet dreams?�

But knowing how
na�ve and innocent the teacher was, he probably had no idea what went on in
people�s heads when they saw him. And Ibiki dearly wanted to know what made
Iruka go and buy such naughty lingerie�s.

**************************************

It was a good two hours before Iruka
psyche deemed it safe enough to come out of hibernation. The poor man shifted
and rolled to his side, snuggling his face into the plush pillows beneath him,
humming in content.

A few seconds later and he jolted up
with a yelp, sitting straight and staring around his empty bedroom frantically.
Where was�.

He sighed and groaned as he flopped back
onto the bedding. �Only a dream�.�

Inner Iruka wiped imaginary sweat from
his brow, �Good thing too. That would have been embarrassing. Like
time-for-ritual-suicide embarrassing.�

The chuunin rubbed his face and glanced
out of his window, spying the large moon high in the sky. His stomach grumbled
in complaint against his lack of eating for the night and Iruka sighed again.
The school teacher slipped out from the warm covers with a groan, slugging on a
white bathrobe over his naked form.

That�d teach him to eat ramen for
breakfast. What a wild dream�.

Iruka went into his kitchen, tying the
robe while digging through his refrigerator. He was hungry without knowing what
he wanted. He hated that. In the end he settled for a plate of fruit, his alter
ego threatening him against the dango with images of him looking like Choza in
the near future.

The brunette hummed to himself as he
went into his living room, planning on making a nice fire and warming up. Maybe
he�d even read a book. He blinked when he saw the fire already cackling merrily
in his hearth, staring at it for a moment in confusion. When had he done that?

�Iruka.�

The chuunin yelped and jumped, nearly
dropping his plate as he turned toward the couch with a strawberry stuck in his
mouth. Ibiki sat in front of the coffee table, slanted eyes locked on the school
teacher�s form. Iruka choked down the piece of fruit, swallowing it whole in
surprise.

�Ibiki,� the school teacher rasped.

And then the brunette chose that instant
to glance down at the table and�oh please no. The smaller man blanched when he
saw the erotic lingerie he had indeed been forced to buy that afternoon. He
gaped and stared at the colorful array spread over the table like some weird
fetish rainbow.

And�oh God�Ibiki had seen them! And
touched them! And he knew Iruka had them! The chuunin felt his knees weaken
and he gripped the arm of the couch to keep from falling.

�It wasn�t a dream?� the brunette asked,
his voice wavering.

The officer let his gaze soften in pity
as he looked upon the smaller man. �Kakashi was in your house. These were on
your bed. You were in the bath. I lost my temper. You fainted.�

Ibiki didn�t think the chuunin could
handle any long sentences right now. And he really wanted some answers as to
where these panties had come from. He was still sporting a hard on and coherent
thought was coming in slow when he realized the only thing that separated him
from a naked Iruka was a flimsy robe.

�Oh, Gods,� Iruka
groaned and sunk down on a chair. �Just let me die now.�

�Do you want to tell
me what this is?� asked Ibiki and picked up a pair of panties and dangled them
on his fingers, causing the teacher to groan even more bitterly. �I really want
some answers.�

Of course he wanted
answers; he was the information-gathering ninja of Konoha. Iruka closed his eyes
and took a deep breath before he told Ibiki on what had happened earlier that
day. How Anko, Ino and Sakura had forced him to buy these things. Most of it
wasn�t even paid by him.

�So this was not one
of your secret fetishes then?� Ibiki asked as Iruka
snatched the panties out of his hand.

�W-what?? Nooo, of
course not. Do I look like closet pervert to you?� Iruka flamed out.

Ibiki couldn�t help
a small smile from touching his deformed lips. He shrugged and went on to asking
next question.

�So what was Kakashi
doing in your house while you were in the bathroom?�

�I� I don�t know. I
didn�t know he was here.�

�He was lying on the
floor in front of the bathroom and he had an erection and you had no idea he was
here?�

�No... I was just
taking a bath.�

�Yeah, right� just
taking a bath and then you fucked yourself with your fingers wishing it was
Ibiki�s cock up your ass,� Inner Iruka quickly supplied causing Iruka to hide
his face in his hands. Had Kakashi seen him doing that? �Most likely if he was
sporting a hard-on like Ibiki-bear says. He probably died when we came screaming
Ibiki-bear�s name.�

For once Inner Iruka
just might be right. �Ohh, the humiliation. And that freak will probably talk
about it with just about everyone,� Iruka�s reputation was quickly
disappearing down the drain.

�Did he see
anything?� The idea of Kakashi looking at Iruka while naked was sending him into
another rage. He would gauge Kakashi�s eyes out with a spoon for looking at
Ibiki�s property.

�Perhaps you
should mark him as yours then, so people know that Iruka belongs to you,�
Ibiki�s conscious told him.

�I�m not sure. The
door wasn�t completely closed. Merciful Heavens, why me??� Iruka felt his chest
tightening and he wanted to cry. This was just too awful.

�And you did nothing
else than just bathing?� Ibiki had a nagging feeling that there had been more
around Iruka than just washing and seeing how the man now flinch confirmed his
suspicions.

�Private t-things,�
Iruka mumbled knowing that the man wouldn�t leave it until Iruka had told him.
�Ohh, please don�t let me have to tell you more.� He silently begged.

�Private things?�
Ibiki repeated his words and then it hit him.

And Iruka being his
shy little self of course couldn�t tell Ibiki that he had been masturbating in
the bath. It even got Ibiki a little thrown off too. But then his rage began to
boil again as his memory served him with the images of Kakashi lying next to the
bathroom door. The bastard had watched his little Iruka.

�Don�t worry Iruka,
it will not happen again. I�ll make sure that Kakashi don�t come around again
and if he does I�ll kill him.�

The chuunin blinked his wide doe eyes,
peeking between his fingers before bringing his hands down and holding them to
his chest. Still clutching the panties.

�You can�t kill him! He�s a pervert, an
idiot, a lecher, and�well other things, but he�s a good person,� The school
teacher paused. �I think�anyway you�well you shouldn�t hurt people for no
reason.�

The jounin blinked is surprise. Where
was the school teacher�s legendary temper? Did the copy-nin have a soft spot in
the smaller man�s heart? If so, how did he earn it?! Ibiki shut his eyes and
leaned back on the couch to think. Iruka�s profile had notes written in it by
the Third. Apparently the old man had had a soft spot for the doe-eyed chuunin
as he had made sure never to send Iruka on any missions outside of Konoha.

The reason the previous Hokage had given
was that the school teacher was much too soft hearted and kind for his own good.
Despite his sometimes short fuse and vicious left roundhouse, the chuunin
couldn�t bring himself to hurt another person seriously for any cause. Unless
one of his students were in danger of course.

The brunette bit his lip and moved from
his chair to the couch, sitting on the very edge while wringing the forgotten
panties in his hands.

�Are you mad at me?� he asked softly,
unconscious pout quickly coming to rest on his face.

Ibiki opened his eyes to glance at the
smaller man. Pouts really did wonders to the school teacher�s already pretty
face. The jounin shook his head gently, bringing a hand up to rub a finger over
his own lips.

�Iruka-sensei,� he said, dropping his
voice low. �What sort of private things were you doing?�

The brunette went dizzy from the amount
of blood rushing suddenly to his cheeks, turning them a fascinating shade of
magenta. How could the officer not know what he was talking about?! Though, he
supposed �private things� could have a number of different meanings.

�U-um,� Iruka stuttered, chewing his lip
and rubbing his scar in a fit of nerves.

And now he could nearly sympathize with
the copy-nin, Ibiki realized as he watched the chuunin blush. It really was fun
to make the smaller man squirm. The hard on the jounin had been sporting for the
last half hour was starting to hurt and tip his concentration. The brunette
looked away and the officer pounced, grabbing the smaller man�s arm and pulling
Iruka into his large lap.

The chuunin yelped in surprise as he was
seated over Ibiki, facing the pile of under garments on the coffee table.

�W-what?!� the school teacher sputtered,
twisting his neck to look back at the burly man.

The officer pressed his face into
Iruka�s hair, breathing the loose strands deeply and catching the scent of
caramel. He stifled a groan and drifted his hands down the brunette�s sides,
gripping the small hips. Ibiki positioned the smaller man so that his back was
facing the officer�s chest and his strong thighs were parted wide, knees on
either side of the jounin�s legs.

�Iruka-sensei,� the thick voice grumbled
deeply. �You were doing�dirty things weren�t you?�

The school teacher shivered and went
even redder, turning away from the scarred face behind him. �N-no!�

Ibiki grinned, �I think you�re lying
sensei. I think you did something naughty.�

The officer let his hands trail down to
Iruka�s spread thighs, one holding onto the quivering hip while the other crept
up into the parted folds of the robe.

�I-I d-didn�t,� the brunette gasped out,
starting to pant a bit.

The jounin�s large and calloused hand
felt so warm over his shaking inner thigh. He clenched his doe-eyes shut as the
officer went higher, touching his dark skin with feather-light grazes, almost
hesitant.

Ibiki watched for any signs of the
chuunin wanting to stop, biting his tongue to keep a groan in check. Iruka was
so soft and every tremble carried right through him. The officer leaned forward
to brush his lips over the shell of the brunette�s ear.

�I think you did, naughty-sensei,� he
whispered huskily.

He teased his fingers over the growing
length under Iruka�s robe, earning a quick moan as the chuunin bent forward,
nails digging into the jounin issued pants. Ibiki gripped the school teacher�s
cock, jerking it a few times to hear more of his virgin�s erotic sex sounds. The
brunette yelped and bucked his hips, tongue hanging out as he began panting
harder.

Iruka couldn�t bring himself to form a
coherent thought as his hard on was massaged and palmed greedily by the larger
man. His cheeks were burning with embarrassment and what made things worse was
that he was facing all the stupid panties that had been forced upon him. The
chuunin bucked his hips and cried out when a thumb swept over his sensitive
head.

Ibiki dragged the offending cloth away
from the smaller man�s neck with his teeth, quickly covering the exposed skin
with his tongue and lips.

�Did you do this Iruka-sensei?� the
jounin husked out darkly, his hand now rubbing at a faster rate.

The officer couldn�t help his thrusting
hips, his own pulsing cock seeking relief on the chuunin�s wriggling ass. He
grunted deeply, nipping at the skin on Iruka�s shoulder as the robe fell to one
side.

The brunette shook and cried out,
twisting his body into the touches and panting wantonly. �Y-yes!� he said in
answer to the larger man�s question. �And�and�.�

Ibiki raised a brow, what else had the
school teacher done to get Kakashi in such a state? He stopped all movement and
pinned Iruka�s hips down to control his bucking, making sure the chuunin could
feel his thick arousal.

�What else did you do sensei?� the
officer purred, snapping his teeth over the dark skin.

The younger shinobi tried to catch his
breath, dizzy from the new sensations. He groaned when he felt the hard bulge
between his cheeks, wanting to feel more of it without clothing in the way. The
heavy stimulation helped his thoughts become less coherent as he shut his eyes
and mewled pathetically.

�I�I wanted to k-know what it�d feel
like,� the school teacher said, blushing furiously. �If you were in�m-me I mean.
So I u-used my fingers�.�

Ibiki�s mind went blank for a good few
seconds before kicking back on. Iruka had wondered�and used his fingers�oh my.
The jounin groaned into the smaller man�s shoulder, trying to keep himself from
coming at that image alone. His curious little virgin had�oh Gods no wonder
Kakashi had nearly passed out.

The officer growled and pulled the
chuunin�s back flush against his large chest, hefting the school teacher�s legs
up. Ibiki paused to give thanks to whatever God that had Iruka so flexible
before wrapping one arm under the pit of the chuunin�s knees.

The brunette blinked in surprise as he
was positioned, his knees tucked under his chin and his legs held up, his feet
sticking out in front of him. Why had Ibiki stopped?! And what was he doing
now?!

�Ibiki-san!� Iruka whined in need,
trying in vain to move his hips.

The officer ignored the cries for
attention and quickly sucked two fingers into his mouth, coating them with
saliva before trailing them down. He tightened his other arm, tilted Iruka�s
body so that his puckered hole was more exposed. Ibiki traced one finger lightly
over the quivering opening.

�Is this what you did Iruka-sensei?� he
rasped out.

The brunette went rigid. The jounin�he
wasn�t going to do that was he?! Hid tongue darted out to wet his lips as
he stared blankly at the fire across from him. Didn�t the officer think it was
disgusting? His smaller body shuddered as the thick finger probed at his hole,
massaging in small circles.

Ibiki buried his face in the chocolate
locks again, sinking his teeth into the darkly toned neck and moaning. Slowly he
pushed his finger in to the second knuckle, wriggling it around to loosen the
tight ring. It was burning hot inside Iruka�s small body and he let another
groan escape, imagining what it�d feel like around his cock.

He pressed in another finger, stopping
when he felt the chuunin try and arch his back. A glance showed him that the
school teacher was in discomfort, but he couldn�t keep himself still for long.
Ibiki pushed his two fingers in deeper, using his grip to rock the brunette�s
body over the intrusion.

�I-Ibiki,� Iruka said shakily.

The jounin nuzzled his face into the
crook of the smaller man�s neck. �Shh, I know you�re not ready for that yet. I�m
just doing this right now, nothing more.�

The school teacher nodded and visibly
relaxed, reaching his arms over his head to wrap them around Ibiki�s neck. The
jounin rubbed his cheek over Iruka�s hair, drinking in the scent greedily. He
began to push in again with his wandering digits, lifting and dropping the
smaller body over them easily.

The brunette mewled loudly, a sudden
tilt of his hips making him scream as his prostate was struck. He shut his
doe-eyes tight and dug his nails into the coat protecting Ibiki�s neck, panting
harshly as he clenched around the intrusion.

Ibiki was slowly
slipping, the way Iruka was moving was also teasing his own raging hard-on. If
this kept up he would definitely soil his boxers. And feeling the tightness
around his finger made him hiss out. He could imagine how it would feel like to
plunge deep into the younger man. He nuzzled Iruka�s neck, tasting the dark skin
by flicking out his tongue. The idea of marking Iruka came back and he began to
suckle. And by the way Iruka gasped and began to move with Ibiki�s fingers it
was clear that he had found a very sensitive spot.

�Do you like that
Iruka-chan?� purred Ibiki as his mouth left Iruka�s neck. A dark love-bite was
now very prominent. �Nice, I should do some more. I want everyone to know
that Iruka is off limits in the future.�

Iruka could only
moan in response. It felt so good and Ibiki seemed to have found that spot on
his neck that could give him a hard-on by just blowing at it. And his fingers�
they were just magical as they worked in and out of his bottom. Oh, Gods, his
prostate was constantly abused by light brushes.

�I-Ibiki� I�m
c-close,� Iruka almost sobbed as he clung to the other man.

Ibiki smirked and
did his best to bring his cute little teacher over the edge. He wanted to see,
he wanted to feel when Iruka came. He found another part of Iruka�s neck and
proceeded to mark the dolphin.

Iruka felt tears of
excitement prickle his cheeks and with a shriek he tensed and came, spurting his
seed all over his stomach and thighs, his toes curling
tightly. He couldn�t believe that he could come so hard
when he practically had emptied his balls earlier.

Ibiki purred as his fingers were squeezed and let
go of Iruka�s neck. �Yes, it looks very nice especially since the marks are
mine,� he thought as he felt the body in his arms shiver in the aftermath of
his orgasm. Smalls sobs came from the teacher and Ibiki nuzzled his neck in
order to calm the man down.

�I made you feel
good.� It was more of a statement then a question.

�Y-yes� v-very
good,� Iruka whispered weakly.

�Good. But now you
need another shower� just look what you did,� Ibiki motioned the teacher to look
at his mess. �And I must admit that even if it feels really good to have you in
my arms� my cock is aching for attention.�

Iruka�s face turned
a violently shade of magenta and he scrambled to get off Ibiki�s lap. But the
man held him tightly, refusing to let go.

�Calm down, Iruka� I
will not die from a few more minutes with you in my arms.�

�Ibiki-san��

�Don�t worry about
it. But I will not let you shower alone.�

�A-alright.�

�Yay, we get to see
Ibiki naked�� Inner Iruka was doing the tango inside Iruka�s head. �Ohh, and we
did get a little bit fucked. Mahh, if his fingers feel this good, just imagine
what it would be like to have his cock up there�!!!�

Iruka choked on his
breath and closed his eyes. Especially since his flaccid dick was twitching,
trying to get back up again. �This is so embarrassing. If he notices it he
will think that I�m some kind of sex-freak�� Iruka groaned and turned his
head a bit and buried his face in the larger man�s neck, trying to hide his
blush.

�Come on, don�t fall
asleep on me like you did yesterday,� chuckled Ibiki and gently let Iruka to
stand up.

Iruka blushed
further and made sure that his robe was covering his twitching flesh. His legs
were shaky but he could stand on his own. He looked up to see Ibiki flash him a
sinister smile and Iruka blanched.

�Shower��

Iruka nodded.

The jounin followed his little lover
into the full bath, ignoring the gleaming room and attacking Iruka as soon as
the door was closed.

The school teacher gasped as his body
was forced against the countertop and then lifted to sit comfortably on it. He
squirmed fitfully in the officer�s grasp, moaning and crying out pitifully as
the larger man pushed between his thighs. The brunette blushed deeply and tilted
his head back as a barrage of kisses and nips were placed over it.

It was like Ibiki couldn�t get enough of
the small virgin, even the taste of his dark skin was sending shockwaves of
pleasure to shoot down his thick cock. He sucked on the pulse point on the
chuunin�s neck, earning a shout of pleasure. And the officer absolutely loved
how vocal the small teacher was being as he ground his hips into the smaller
body.

The large jounin growled and pulled back
suddenly, leaving Iruka panting with his robe draped messily from his elbows,
his shoulders bare with an array of reddened hickeys over them. The chuunin�s
hair was mussed and�Ibiki groaned when he realized the smaller man looked as if
he had just been fucked thoroughly.

His black eyes raked possessively over
Iruka�s form, memorizing the way the chuunin had his strong thighs spread
invitingly, his arms out behind him to hold his wavering balance, those
gorgeously full lips, wet and made for pouting and luring men�.

Ibiki ripped off his coat, throwing it
to the ground before attacking the collar of his grey uniform. The long sleeved
shirt was unbuttoned in seconds and soon joined the coat as the officer worked
on his pants.

The brunette stared in a daze, his eyes
glazed over with lust. He felt dizzy and far too overheated to be comfortable.
His cock was awakened fully to his embarrassment, but hidden under the folds of
the dirty robe. The school teacher moaned in agony when he was left with nothing
but the short strip show.

Iruka�s doe-eyes widened when Ibiki
finally freed his own aching cock. It was thicker than the chuunin had imagined,
and much longer. Its head was an angry red and was already drooling a large
amount of pre-come, the white substance running down the wide shaft and seeping
over the tightened sac.

The chuunin opened his legs further
unconsciously, moaning as he stared in fascination. The robe parted and his cock
stuck up proudly, weeping its own fluid, though Iruka couldn�t imagine how he
had any left to spare.

The officer grinned as he looked up
after kicking off his pants. His little virgin was acting like a well-versed
whore, and the jounin couldn�t help but be turned on even further. He quickly
took the few steps separating them and pushed his hips between those lean
thighs, pressing their arousals together with a hard thrust.

Iruka leaned his head back and cried out
in the thick pleasure the touch brought, parting his legs wider to accommodate
the larger man. He couldn�t stop panting, his breath fluttering out and across
his wet lips as he stared up at the jounin with hooded eyes.

Ibiki groaned at the sultry gaze and
bent forward, wrapping his strong hands under the school teacher�s rear and
grinding against him harder.

�So hard already?� the officer chuckled,
nibbling Iruka�s ear. �That�s so fucking hot.�

Iruka was in a blaze
of emotions and feelings. Sensations raced through his entire being as Ibiki
brushed against him. He watched Ibiki through half lidded eyes. The other man�s
face was showing a whole array of emotions too, something that Iruka was fairly
sure that he was alone to have seen. He lifted his hand and placed it on Ibiki�s
left cheek in a loving gesture.

Ibiki leaned into
the touch and then he leaned forward, capturing the chuunin�s lips in a soul
searing kiss. He could feel Iruka�s hand move around and settle on the back of
his head as if to hold him in place. Ibiki began to rock a bit faster against
the smaller man.

Their erections were
smothered with fluids of excitement and just feeling that made Iruka moan into
the jounin�s mouth. He had gone from virgin-and-single to a
slutty-virgin-and-single. No wait, he wasn�t single anymore. He had Ibiki and
from what he could understand Ibiki had no intentions of letting him go either.
He clung to the older man trying to press himself even closer if possible.

�So wanton you are
Iruka-chan,� Ibiki whispered with raspy voice as he lifted his head a bit. He
looked at the flustered chuunin and felt pleased to know that it was he, the
silent torturer that had made him look so absolutely fuckable-cute. �And you�re
all mine�. remember that Iruka-chan.�

Iruka nodded but
choked suddenly when Ibiki brushed his thumb over Iruka�s tip, pressing against
the little slit. This teasing was going to be the end of him. The sensation
began to converge down inside his loins and he gasped for air.

�Come with me now,
Iruka�� whispered Ibiki as he too felt that he was close. The emotions displayed
on his younger lover were telling enough and he was ready to tip off the cliff
at any moment now.

A dazzling thrill
exploded inside Iruka and he threw his head back with
a strangled cry and came once again. Thrice in such a
short time. And he could feel his seed burst from his balls and just moments
later the burly jounin added his deposit to the mess.

Ibiki had never come
so much in his entire life as he did now. It was as if years upon years of
celibacy actually could be shown in the mass of semen he just had coated Iruka�s
lower parts with. He blushed but didn�t care so much about it. They were going
to take a shower and, his ego whispered, it was
another way of marking the teacher as his. He nuzzled
his face into Iruka�s neck, licking the slight salty skin before looking up and
seeing a smile so lovingly soft that it made his chest hurt.

�Good,� whispered
Iruka, too weak to finish the sentence.
He felt as if he should feel a little bit ashamed but he didn�t. Ibiki had made
him feel so good and the way the jounin was looking at him now, Iruka couldn�t
help but think that this was the right man for him. He rubbed his nose against
Ibiki�s and that dazzling smiled again. �Shower?�

Ibiki chuckled and
picked Iruka up from the counter and carried him over to the bathtub. Iruka
removed his robe and began to fill some water into the tub. A bath would be
better and as the water filled up Ibiki sat down in the tub and gestured that
Iruka would sit between his legs. He put his large arms around Iruka�s smaller
frame and got him to lean back against his broad chest.

Iruka laughed softly
as his rubber ducky bobbed around in the water. He picked it up and placed it on
the floor next to the tub.

�Iruka-sensei has a
rubber ducky?� asked Ibiki and saw his dolphin blush again.

�Yeah, want to make
something of it?� Iruka tried to sound intimidating but failed miserably, voice weakened by his shrill screams.

�No, no� I wouldn�t
want that. I still have much to do before I die,� said Ibiki and played along.
�Like fucking you into the mattress for example.�

�IBIKI!!� Iruka
hissed and slapped a knee that was sticking up over the waters edge.

Ibiki just chuckled
and pressed a soft kiss on Iruka�s cheek as if he wanted to apologize for his
crude language. He was glad to feel that Iruka relaxed again and Ibiki could
almost hear the soft purr the man made.

�I think I could
get used to this,� Ibiki
thought and closed his eyes and for the first time in ages he let everything go
and just enjoyed the warmth, the closeness and comforting feeling Iruka gave
him.

T B C

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You'll never know what will happen until it
hits you in the face next time...
Until then... Don't drink and fly.
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