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Liquid Trap	By : Akaatje Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 6741 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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“Do you think something is treating Konoha?” Iruka looks at Morino-sama, sitting on his side. The man pulled on his pants and is making breakfast. Real breakfast, with eggs and toast. Iruka blushes at the thought of Hatake-sama getting a blowjob on the kitchen counter and shakes his head.
“I don’t think so. If that was the case, I think Tsunade-sama would’ve called for me.” Morino-sama shrugs and turns around. He carries a plate filled with eggs towards the table and places it down. “I think Hatake needed to discuss the tension relieve with her.”
Iruka pulls the plate towards him and frowns. “You mean his need for tension relieve?” Morino-sama nods at that and sits down. “Why?” Iruka asks, stuffing his mouth full off eggs.
“Perhaps the man has not done something like this before and went towards her to ask about it.” Morino-sama narrows his eyes and leans forwards, stopping Iruka’s fork mid air and leading it towards his own mouth. “I made those, you could at least thank me and offer some.”
Iruka chuckles and feeds Morino-sama some. There is a movement in the corner of the kitchen and he glances at it. “Hello Hatake-sama,” Iruka says. He smiles and closes his eyes. “Is everything alright with you?” He blinks and grabs another piece of egg.
“I told you not to make breakfast,” Hatake-sama says. He crosses his arms and glares at Morino-sama. “And yet you did.”
Morino-sama snorts. “Who said I made breakfast?” He raises one eyebrow.
“I am not deaf. You just said ‘I made those, you could at least thank me and offer some’.” Hatake-sama walks towards the table and sits down. He places an arm onto the table and reaches with his other out to the plate filled with eggs. “Give me some.”
“Demanding.” Morino-sama shakes his head. “I don’t think so. I don’t like it when people demand stuff from me.” He smirks.
“Funny. You looked like you were enjoying yourself a couple of days ago.” Hatake-sama glares at Morino-sama, leans over the table and grabs the plate filled with eggs.
“I did enjoy myself back then.” Morino-sama leans over the table and stops Hatake-sama’s hand from moving. “As I did enjoy last night and this morning.” The two men stare at each other.
Iruka glances at both of them, throat dry. He licks his lips and clenches his hands underneath the table. This is a scene straight from a porn magazine. Two dominating males, glaring at each other. What would they do if they were both naked? Iruka’s ears grow hot and he reaches his hands up, covering his ears as he moans.
The two men in front of him break eye contact and stare at him. Their faces are full of confusion. Hatake-sama leans towards him.
“Don’t mind me,” Iruka says. he waves his hands in front of them. “Just know that by doing this, you look…well…” He bites his lips and takes a deep breath. Should he tell them? And if he tells them, how are they going to react? “This looks really hot.” There, he said it. He forces his eyes towards the table and taps onto the surface.
“Hot?” Morino-sama asks.
“Yes, hot,” Iruka says. He nods and glances at the Head of Interrogation. The man is frowning.
“I don’t understand,” Morino-sama says. He glances down at the eggs on his plate. “Those are already cooled by now.”
“Hot,” Hatake-sama says. “The way Umino-san states it, it was like sexually attractive.” He leans back and crosses his arms.
“So, he looked at us and that made his cock stand up?” Morino-sama asks. He raises one eyebrow and glances at Iruka.
Iruka widens his eyes and places his hands on his crotch. Morino-sama guessed it exactly. Spot on. Cock up.
Hatake-sama rolls his head back and sighs. “Well, Morino, you did get your release last night. And I got mine this morning.” He turns his head towards the other side of the kitchen, where no person is standing. There is a red line, just above the ending of his mask. “I think we should give Umino a chance to experience it as well.”
Iruka shakes his head. “No!” He gets up from his chair and walks backwards. “There is no need, really I am not… No, there is no need for me to relieve some tension. I am just a Chuunin.” He raises his hands and backs away. “There is not enough tension build up in my body to get relieved from.”
Morino-sama snorts. “Yeah, just a Chuunin.” He shakes his head. “You are dealing with those kids every day. Not to mention those wacky Jounin.” He shrugs and nods at Hatake-sama. “You’re right, Copy nin, the teacher needs some climax of his own.”
“There is a reason why they call me genius, you know.” Hatake-sama leans back in his chair. He seems awfully cocky for a moment, smirking at Iruka. Iruka blinks and looks at the exposed lips from Hatake-sama. The mask is pulled down, it lies onto Hatake-sama’s chest. “I would only be fair if the teacher gets a climax now.”
Iruka turns around and runs through the door. The Copy nin must be joking, but he can’t risk it. He runs towards the hall, opening the door and grabbing his shoes. There is a pair of hands surrounding his chest and he is pulled back.
“Really? You think you can outrun me?” Hatake-sama chuckles and lifts Iruka up in the air. “Like I said, I am called a genius.” He places Iruka over his shoulder and walks towards the bedroom, giving Iruka a pat on his bum. “And I am very fast.”
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Ibiki watches as Hatake-san drops Umino-san onto the bed. Umino-san yelps and coves his crotch with his hands. Hatake-san shakes his head and chuckles, grabbing Umino-san’s hands and pulling them away from his body.
It feels like something is missing. Like something is not right.
Ibiki steps towards the bed and grabs Hatake-san’s hand, effectively stopping him and making him look up.
“What are you doing?” Hatake-san asks. He does so in his usual lazy behaviour, but there is something underneath it. Is the Copy nin nervous?
Ibiki shakes his head. “I don’t think this is how Umino-san wants it,” he says. He nods at the man underneath Hatake-san. “He said that you and I were hot when we were facing each other. That made his cock jump to attention.” Ibiki release Hatake-san’s hand. “From my own experiences, I can tell that masturbating while being watched feels good. What about watching something that makes you feel good and then masturbating to it?” He tilts his head to one side.
Hatake-san relaxes. He rolls his shoulders back, release Umino-san and nods. “That is a good idea. What do you suggest we do?” He gets up from the bed and turns his body towards Ibiki.
Ibiki blinks and stares at Hatake-san’s face. “We better ask him. What he likes. I think he is very experienced.” He turns towards Umino-san, who lies on the bed with a tomato red blush on his cheeks.
“I don’t think you need to… do…” Umino-san stammers.
“I want you to tell me what we, Morino-san and I, should do so you can masturbate to that,” Hatake-san states.
“I want the both of you to kiss each other. I want you to grope each other. Whisper dirty words, touch each other’s cocks and glance at me.” Iruka blinks and places a hand on his mouth.
Hatake-san smirks and nods.
Ibiki licks his lips. Kiss the Copy nin. He shakes his head and tries to ignore his throbbing cock in his pants. Right. This is for Umino-san. Because getting the teacher to climax may ease Hatake-san into relaxing more and relieving some tension.
Ibiki wets his lips, places a hand on Hatake-san’s shoulder and pulls the man towards him. He leans forwards, closes his eyes and lets his lips touch those of the Copy nin. Soft. Like the kiss in his office. Warm. Sweet.
He pulls the man closer towards him, feeling his clothed chest with his own. One of his hands move up, sneaking underneath Hatake-san’s clothes. He finds the skin and scratches him a bit with his nails. Hatake-san moans into the kiss and pushes himself towards him.
Umino-san is panting heavily.
Ibiki breaks the kiss and tries to remember the words Umino-san spoke. The teacher mentioned something about groping. Groping each other. Right. Ibiki moves his hand down and stops at Hatake-san’s but, squeezing it. Hatake-san gasps and growls, brining his own hand down Ibiki’s back. “I can do the same, you know.” He slips his hand into Ibiki’s pants and finds his butt, squeezing it.
Ibiki closes his eyes. Despite it being the first time, it feels good to have another man’s hand on his ass. Groping is alright like this. What was the next thing? Right, whispering dirty words. Wait… what?
Ibiki opens his eyes and stares at Hatake-san’s lips. He never whispered dirty words to somebody else. He never imagined he would be doing that. His mind only comes up with words to torture. And interrogate. Well, over towards the other thing. Cock touching.
Ibiki glances down. Hatake-san was wise enough to pull on some pants when disappearing towards the office of the Hokage. But that now obstruct his view of the man’s cock. There is no way he is able to shred them again so…
Ibiki moves his hand towards Hatake-san’s crotch, slipping in into his pants. “I can feel you’re hard,” Ibiki whispers. “This part is you is quite stiff.” It is not really dirty talk, right? Umino-san moans at those words. Ibiki glances at him and moves his attention back to Hatake-san, whose legs tremble and give in.
“Fuck, Morino-bear. I don’t think you are allowed to use a voice like that in the bedroom.” Hatake-san shakes his head and drops himself onto the bed.
“I’ll use my voice wherever I see fit,” Ibiki says. He adds a growl and Hatake-san shudders. He seems to like it. “Now take off your pants and free that cock of yours.” The Copy nin complies, not resisting Ibiki’s words. Ibiki smirks at that. It looks like the Copy nin is into his talking. Not that he can understand why.
Ibiki shrugs and glances at Umino-san. “Did I told you, you could stop?” he asks. He raises one eyebrow and nods towards Umino-san’s crotch. “Take off your pants and play with yourself.” He smirks and licks his lips.
Umino-san moans and nods. His hands move down and soon he is naked, moving one hand up and down his cock. “Like this, Morino-sama?” he asks. His voice quivers and he licks his lips.
Ibiki nods and turns his gaze back to Hatake-san. “Shall I repeat my actions from this morning?” he asks.
Hatake-san narrows his eyes and shakes his head. He frowns for a moment and bites his lips. “No.” He clenches his fist and brings it down to the mattress. “You fucking lie down and I will suck your cock.” The Copy nin gets up, onto his feet and twirls around Ibiki, effectively pushing him down. “You will get rid of your pants and turn around, bucking your hips like you mean it.” His breath hits Ibiki’s ear and Ibiki freezes. “I am going to suck your dick and trust me, you will like the things I do.”
Ibiki smirks and turns around, not taking off his pants. Not yet. This is all about relieving the tension in Hatake-san’s body. Not his own. It is all about making Hatake-san come. Ibiki pushes his lips together and widens his eyes. “I want you to take my pants off and claim me. Fuck me,” he says. He places a hand behind him and leans back. “I want you to stick that cock off yours in my ass, where I put my fingers.”
Hatake-san widens his eyes and freezes, looking at Ibiki.
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Kakashi stares at Ibiki. The man dares to smirk after saying something like that. Lying there, on the bed, next to Umino-san, being smug and extremely sexy.
Kakashi shakes his head and swallows. The man wants to get fucked by him. By Kakashi. Kakashi closes his eyes and shakes his head. “Can’t do that,” he says. There is no way he can toy with the man like that. Tension or not.
“You’re not going to break me, Hatake.” Morino-san growls and leaps forwards, grabbing Kakashi’s hips and pulling him onto the bed. “I want you to fuck me. If you don’t do it, then I will figure out a way to do it myself.”
Kakashi gasps and glances over to Umino-san. The teacher is biting his lip and moving his hand up and down. Kakashi frowns and turns his gaze back to the Head of Interrogation. “Is that really what you want? Tell me what you want,” he says. The trap was still working with Umino-san. The teacher told him various details about what he wanted. It should work on Morino-sama as well. Right? Even when the man didn’t take his pants down. Well, Kakashi didn’t say it like a command.
“I want your fingers preparing my ass. I want your lips on my skin. I want you to fuck me, fill me, hit that spot on and on.” Morino-san clenches his fists and narrows his eyes. “I want you to fuck me. I want to know how it feels.”
Kakashi blinks. Perhaps the man is tense from all of his work. Perhaps he really needs some relieve. And somebody to control him. And make him feel safe.
“What about you, Iruka-sensei?” Kakashi swallows and turns to the other man occupying his bed.
“I want you to fuck me as well. Damn, I even want Ibiki to fuck me. Call me greedy but this combination makes me very excited.”
Kakashi blushes at that. He, who has never experienced something like this, like sex, before, is now being, kind of right?, praised. “Only today?” he whispers. This is going to be his first time. And fuck, a part of him is disappointed at this being a onetime thing only.
“If you do it right, no.” Ibiki lunges forwards and grabs Kakashi’s head. He pulls him close, into a kiss. Kakashi curls his toes from that kiss. “Let’s just start with this moment, Copy cat.”
And Kakashi does. He kisses the man back in full force, letting his hands wanders down his body. He kisses, nibbles and gropes. Iruka-sensei moans and whisper. Morino-san arches his back, closing his eyes and joins Iruka-sensei in his moans. “Please, your fingers,” he begs, bucking his hips. Kakashi wets his fingers in his mouth and brings them down. Morino-san is kicking his pants off of his legs.
Kakashi leans down and kisses the man, bringing his wet fingers to his ass, inserting the first one. Morino-san throws his head back. Kakashi moves his finger in and out. As Morino-san bucks his hips, he inserts another finger. He makes a scissoring motion with his fingers and strokes the chest of the man underneath him. This is what the man wants.
Iruka-sensei moans and moves his hand faster next to him.
Kakashi leans down and kisses Morino-san, inserting another finger. He feels around, spreads his fingers and the man underneath him tenses up. There it is. That is the special spot. Kakashi smirks and closes his eyes, aiming for that spot, over and over again.
“Please,” Morino-san begs.
Kakashi pulls his fingers back and spits in his hands. Is he really doing this? This is what Morino-san wants, right? He gets his cock wet, strokes it. He places it at Ibiki’s ass. This is intimate, this is Ibiki. The Head of Interrogation, begging him. Bucking his hips. It is the tension that is present in his body. That is making him feel and act like this. The man needs it. It is not because Kakashi forced him to do this.
Kakashi moves his own hips forwards, pushing himself into the other man.
Morino-san arches his back, clenches his but cheeks and moans. “Fuck me,” he whispers. And Kakashi pulls back, only to push inside of him again.
“This is hot,” Iruka whispers. “Fuck this is hot.”
Kakashi continues to pound into the man underneath him. It is hot and nice and hot and sexy and tight and warm and… Time doesn’t exist. Only Ibiki’s pants and Iruka’s moans.
There is a hand on Kakashi’s butt, cupping his ass. Iruka. The hand moves one finger towards his asshole there and pushes one finger in. That feeling.
Kakashi pushes and pulls, Ibiki moans and Iruka teases.
“Fuck, there, yes, harder,” Ibiki moans. And Kakashi does just that, helping the scarred man over the edge. While Ibiki’s inner walls clench around his cock, Kakashi empties himself and throws his head back. Iruka joins his moans and it doesn’t take long until they are all panting heavily.
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