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Bond words	By : Akaatje Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1655 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or any of these characters. I do not make money from writing this piece of fiction. It is purely for my own enjoyment.

Chapter List
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Pre smut warning. Next chapter is going to be full of smut.
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Ibiki sighs. He opens his eyes and blinks a few times. Iruka is staring at him, with a wide smile on his lips and a washcloth in hand.
“How are you feeling, Ibiki?” he asks. He leans down and moves the cloth over Ibiki’s chest. “Hot, warm, fuzzy, relaxed?”
The cloth is warm and Ibiki notices himself pushing towards it. He blinks, stops his movements and frowns at Iruka.
Kakashi gave him a blowjob. It may be his first time experiencing it, but he knows the name. And now he knows the effects after receiving one.
Ibiki turns his head, searching for the Copy nin in question.
Iruka places a hand on his chest and shakes his head. “He had a mission. And he will be back tonight, if everything goes well.”
Ibiki widens his eyes. “I thought that Bonded people would receive missions after their first week.” He frowns and clenches his hands into fists. That is also stated in the law.
Iruka sighs, shrugs and moves the washcloth again. “It is stated, indeed. But, this is the Copy nin we are talking about. Other people get a week off. But, like you, he doesn’t.” He sighs again and tosses the washcloth away. “Lucky for me, I do have a week off.” He yawns and leans against Ibiki’s naked form.
Ibiki freezes and swallows. Iruka is touching him. His naked body. And, from what he sees, Iruka is naked as well. Ibiki turns his eyes away, trying to hide the heat on his cheeks. And, at the same time, trying to control his thoughts.
“Don’t turn away, Ibiki.” Iruka lifts his hand and grabs Ibiki’s chin. “You liked it. There is nothing to be ashamed of. And you hate the fact that he is gone now. That is also nothing to be ashamed of. We are soul mates, bonded.” He leans in a places a kiss on Ibiki’s lips. “Perhaps it is a good thing that he is gone for now. He did something to you that you didn’t state.” There is a grin on Iruka’s face.
Ibiki sighs and narrows his eyes at the teacher. “He did something after you suggestion.” He grits his teeth.
Iruka blinks and shakes his head. “I have no idea what you are talking about.” He looks towards the ceiling and whistles.
Ibiki snorts. “Should I do that to you?” he asks. There is a smirk on his face. “Should I give you a sense of comfort and then destroy it?”
Iruka snorts as well. “He destroyed it in the best way possible. By making you come.” He leans away from Ibiki and brings a hand up to scratch his nose. “But yeah, if you want to do that sometimes…” he shrugs.
Ibiki widens his eyes. He swallows and glances down Iruka’s body. A blowjob. He could do that. It looked easy enough yesterday. Kakashi was bobbing his head up and down. Playing with his balls. Nothing hard. Well, perhaps taking the whole length in. It could choke him a bit. Ibiki licks his lips and stares down Iruka’s crotch. He could do that. He knows how it works. He knows what would hurt another man, but he can turn that around to pleasure him.
He leans towards Iruka and places a hand behind his back. “Do you want that?” he asks. His skin tingles. His mouth is dry. There is so much he could do to Iruka. To make him come. To make his mind rattled. He smirks and licks his lips.
Iruka blinks and swallows. He tilts his head to one side and narrows his eyes. “Are you feeling alright?” he asks. He leans towards Ibiki and places a hand on his forehead.
The hand feels warm.
Ibiki blinks and pulls himself back. It was wrong. The teacher doesn’t want that. It is good that he stopped him. Ibiki nods and turns away. “I’m fine,” he says. He is not made for relationships. That is all.
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Ibiki bites his lip and closes his eyes. A sigh escapes his mouth and he shakes his head. He is not made for relationships, but he does know one thing.
Iruka shouldn’t be the only one cleaning up.
And so it comes down to this moment, that Ibiki is the one scrubbing the dirt from the floor that the Hatake-brat left in his trail. Bastard walked straight through the house, towards the bathroom, to take a shower. Or so Ibiki presumes.
The man didn’t bother to take his shoes of. His dirty shoes. Used for traveling through mud.
Ibiki grits his teeth and kneels down, moving the fabric over the stains. There should be some kind of punishment involved. Like when he was younger, getting spanked over something silly. He freezes as his mind is filled with various ideas of spanking Kakashi. Naked, over his lap. While he sits on the couch. He swallows and continues his cleaning.
“What are you doing?” Iruka asks.
Ibiki stops his cleaning and glances over his shoulder. He rolls his eyes and nods towards the floor. Iruka narrows his eyes and advances. His eyes grow wide the second he sees the dirt. “Kakashi!” He darts out of the room, towards the door of the bathroom. Without waiting for any reply, he yanks the door open and yells again.
Kakashi is out of the shower and in front of Ibiki within seconds. Wet, dripping and wildly blinking. “Who got hurt?” he asks. There is no towel around his waist. “Are you hurt Ibiki? Why are you down there?”
Ibiki blinks and holds his breath. If he inches a bit forward, his lips would be touching Kakashi’s cock. His wet, dripping, cock.
Ibiki swallows and decides that is it a good idea not to move.
Kakashi apparently decides that Ibiki needs to answer his question and kneels in front of him. His cock moves out of the way, for his face to take his place. “Are you hurt Ibiki?” He frowns and takes Ibiki’s face in his hands. “Are you ill?” He leans in and tilts his head to one side. “You are very red.”
Ibiki takes a deep breath, calms his thoughts and narrows his eyes. “You left a muddy trail.” He lifts his hand from the rag and brings it to Kakashi’s face. He holds his chin and forces him to look down. “Just like a dog would.”
Behind Ibiki, somebody huffs.
Ibiki tightens his hold on Kakashi’s chin and glances over his shoulder. It’s that pug again. Pakkun or something.
“I am a ninken,” Pakkun says.
Ibiki snorts. “I am talking about the brat I am holding.” He releases Kakashi and pushes the rag towards him. “Not about you or any of the others. I know all of you clean your paws before entering the house.”
Kakashi narrows his eyes. “I just came back from a mission.” He rises to his feet and stretches himself into his full length. “I am tired, I am dirty and all I want to do is take a shower and rest.”
Ibiki folds his arms over each other and tilts his head to one side. “Coming back from a mission doesn’t mean you are excused from taking your shoes off.”
Kakashi’s jaws hardens. “Well, I am sorry that you don’t understand how I feel when I come back from a mission like this. I worked hard to get here early. It seems that I shouldn’t do that anymore.” He snorts.
Ibiki closes his eyes. “You are a genius, right?” he asks.
Kakashi folds his arms over each other and snorts. “I am.”
Ibiki opens his eyes. “Then you should realize that the issue at stake is not the time of your arrival.” He narrows his eyes and leans towards the Copy nin. “It is the manner in which you enter this home.”
Kakashi blinks and stares at Ibiki.
Ibiki grins. That got through the brat. That was what made him shut up. Good. He nods and looks down. There is a bit dirt left. It should be easy to clean.
“You said home,” Kakashi says.
Ibiki freezes.
“You said home. Not house.” Kakashi’s shoulders drop and his right foot moves over the floor, right in front of the rag that Ibiki used. “Do you… do you think of this like a home?” he asks.
Ibiki swallows. He snorts and raises his eyes to meet Kakashi’s. “Apparently, I think of this place more like a home than you do. I’m not the one making it all dirty.” He raises on eyebrow, stares into Kakashi’s dual colored eyes and shakes his head. “Get clean.” He gestures at the bathroom door, where Iruka stands.
The teacher is staring at them with his eyes wide open.
Kakashi nods and walks back towards the bathroom.
Ibiki kneels again. That was a strange situation. He is so not made for this. It really feels uneasy.
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“You know, I think you are a good addition towards the pack.” Pakkun nods and hops onto Ibiki’s lap.
Ibiki looks up from the papers in his hands. He frowns and stares at the pug, wondering what is going on. And, wondering why the dog would choose to sit down in his lap, instead of Kakashi’s. Or Iruka’s.
“You can put him in order. You can tell him how to behave.” The pug nods again, turns around and lies down. “On top of that, your lap is warm.” The dog yawns and stretches. He closes his eyes and sighs.
Ibiki sighs as well and tries to concentrate on the papers in his hands. It is harder to read them, while there is a warm pup on his lap.
“You are quite smart, aren’t you?” Kakashi asks. He stands next to Ibiki and bends down.
Ibiki rolls his eyes and looks up. It is the first time he has to look up towards the Copy nin. It is usually him looking down onto the Copy nin.
“I am.” He nods.
“Then you must know why I don’t like you reading those papers.” Kakashi folds his arms over each other. “Here. Now.”
Ibiki frowns and glances at the papers. It is just paperwork. From the Interrogation Unit. Work. Easy as that. Before this bonded thing, he brought his paperwork home with him as well. Nothing wrong with it.
“There is nothing graphic in here if that is what you are afraid of,” he says. Perhaps that is it. The brat thinks he could get triggered or something.
Kakashi groans. “It is not that.” He turns around, facing Iruka. “See, I told you he wouldn’t get it.” He gestures at Ibiki.
Ibiki tilts his head to one side. He sighs and shakes his head. “Just state what you don’t like about it.”
Kakashi sighs, lifts his hand and grabs the papers. “You work too hard.” He tugs at the papers. Ibiki refuses to let go. Kakashi tugs harder and narrows his eyes. “You work too hard and you need time to rest.” He leans in and rests his forehead against Ibiki’s. “You need time to relax.”
Ibiki raises one eyebrow. “And you probably know the best way to relax?” he asks.
Kakashi widens his eyes, closes them and shakes his head. “I do.” There is a red tinge on his cheeks. He stopped wearing his mask inside. “My words itch.” He shrugs. “If mine itch, yours do to.”
Ibiki stares. His words itch as well. It’s annoying. And, what Kakashi states is true. If his words itch, theirs will do the same.
He sighs and nods. “Fine.” Perhaps he could return the favor that the brat gave him. He pokes Pakkun in his side.
The dog looks up, annoyed expression on his face. “Why did you wake me?” he asks. He narrows his eyes.
Ibiki shrugs. “Your boss wants to have sex.” He nudges the dog again.
Pakkun widens his eyes and glances at Kakashi. “The boss?” He tilts his head to one side. “I didn’t know he was ready for that.” He shrugs, stretches and yawns. “Well, okay. That is with that bonded thing right?” He nods and jumps down. “I think I head towards the kitchen. My ears are very sensitive. And man he can get loud when playing with himself.”
Kakashi stares at the dog. He swallows and moves his gaze to Ibiki. “You said that to my dog.” He blinks.
Ibiki snorts, pushes Kakashi back while rising to his feet. “They are not dogs. They are ninken.” He shakes his head and leans towards the coffee table, dropping the papers. “Your Ninken.” He chuckles. “What was that about you not being ready? And being loud?”
Kakashi turns around. “Nothing.”
Ibiki snorts and walks towards Iruka.
Iruka suppresses a smile and nods at Ibiki. “Are you ready, Ibiki?” he asks.
Ibiki blinks. His mind is reeling. He didn’t think about it. Just poked the dog and got up, with nothing on his mind than getting ready for it. Is he ready? He doesn’t know. How does a person know?
Iruka chuckles. “Let’s see if both of you are ready.” He nods towards the door on the other side of the hall.
Ibiki nods as well. His mind is already going in overdrive. He is not made for relationships.
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So, let's see about that being ready part, next chapter right?
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