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Liquid Trap	By : Akaatje Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 6741 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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Last chapter! Tell me what you think please.
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Iruka looks at Kakashi and Ibiki. The Copy nin pulls out of the other man and lies himself down. “That was…” He shakes his head and glances at Iruka. “I don’t know.” He shrugs and frowns, obviously confused.
Iruka swallows and tries to regain control over his breathing. He shakes his head and lies down, feeling content. Who knew that by helping the Copy nin, he would feel like this?
“How do you feel?” Iruka asks. He places his hands behind his head and turns to look at the famous Shinobi. The man still looks confused. Ibiki was right, he never experienced this tension before.
“I hope you feel good.” Ibiki grunts and turns around, panting. He moans and moves a hand down over his chest. “If that didn’t do the trick, we have to do it again.”
Iruka’s ears heat up. To see something like that again, that is something he wishes for. Fire burns in his stomach and he places a hand onto his skin. If he is completely honest with himself, then he really wants to get fucked by both men. He shudders. Not at the same time. No, one after the other.
He closes his eyes and sighs, dropping back onto the bed.
The bed, right. He just did the laundry. He rolls his eyes and chuckles.
“Why are you laughing, sensei?” Ibiki props himself onto his arm and tilts his head. “Do you think we are funny?” He narrows his eyes and growls. Damn, that voice. Kakashi is right. It should not be allowed to use a voice like that.
Iruka shakes his head. “I was just thinking about laundry.” He gestures at the bed. “And how there is more added now.” He chuckles.
Kakashi turns his head towards him, glaring. “I told you that you are not allowed to work.” He pulls his upper lip up and pushes his eyebrows down.
Iruka waves his hand around. “What do you expect me to do all day?” He presses his lips together and tries not to laugh. “To lie naked on your bed?”
Kakashi widens his eyes and backs away. “No… I…” He shakes his head.
Iruka bites his lips and decides that teasing the Copy nin and making him nervous is a nice look on the famous Shinobi. He licks his lips and decided to take it further. “Do you only want me to watch? To masturbate?” He pulls one eyebrow up and shifts towards Kakashi. “Do you only want to hear me moan?” He places a hand next to Kakashi’s body and leans over the man. “Do you want to kiss me?”
Kakashi’s eyes grow wider and wider with each question. His lips tremble and his body shakes. Iruka feels kind of guilty, but the look on Kakashi’s face is addicting. He licks his lips and advances towards the silver haired man.
“Yes, no, I…” Kakashi leans back and shakes his head. He takes a deep breath and frowns. “I want you to stop talking.”
Iruka chuckles and opens his mouth. He blinks. He moves his mouth, licks his lips and deepens his frown. No words come out. He blinks, stares at the body underneath him and widens his eyes. He glances at Ibiki and opens his mouth, trying to speak yet again. No words come out of his mouth. No sound.
Ibiki sees him struggling and moves to sit in a upright position. He narrows his eyes and leans towards him. “Cat got your tongue?” he asks.
Iruka glares at him and nods.
Kakashi widens his eyes and gasps. “The tra-.” He shuts his mouth and presses his lips together, shaking his head.
Ibiki growls and grabs a hold of Kakashi’s shoulder. He pushes him down to the bed and uses his own body to keep him there. His own, naked, body.
Iruka blinks and stares at Ibiki’s manhood. For a moment, he is glad that he is unable to speak. It makes it harder to say something embarrassing. He still gasps tough. Damn, he really wants to get fucked by that.
“What was that, Hatake?” Ibiki growls. The sound goes straight to Iruka’s cock, making him half hard. Iruka bites the inside of his cheek and wills the feeling in his abdomen away.
Kakashi closes his eyes and holds his breath.
Ibiki snorts. “Don’t think that acting like this will help you get out of this situation. Spill it, Copy cat, or I will…” He chuckles and looks down over Kakashi’s body. “Or I will torture you through sex.”
Kakashi frowns and trembles underneath Ibiki’s gaze. “I can’t,” he says.
Ibiki shakes his head. “Don’t tell me that. You ordered him to shut up and now he can’t talk.” He leans in and brings his mouth near Kakashi’s ear. “Did you do something to him with your Sharingan?” He sticks his tongue out and traces it over Kakashi’s ear.
“Back off,” Kakashi growls.
Ibiki complies.
Iruka blinks and tilts his head to one side. What would cause the big man to simply back of just because Kakashi demanded it. Iruka frowns and turns his attention back to Kakashi.
The man is now wide eyed looking at Ibiki. He opens his mouth, blinks and closes his mouth again. “I…” He shakes his head, snorts and growls. “Fuck.” He clenches his hands into fists and throws his head back.
“I can’t tell you.” He keeps his stare at his ceiling. “I just want to tell you that I didn’t meant it like this.” He swallows and Iruka watches the Adams apple bob up and down. He wants to lick that. Why does he want to lick that?
“If I were you, I would start talking, Hatake.” Ibiki clenches his fists and narrows his eyes. “You may have ordered me to back off, but you can’t stop me all of the time.”
Kakashi narrows his eyes as well. “I am a genius.” He grits his teeth. “I can figure something out.”
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Ibiki widens his eyes and backs away a bit more. Kakashi is right. He is a genius. Ibiki is not and even though he is the Head of Interrogation, Kakashi is and always will be better.
That doesn’t mean that he is not going to try.
He snorts and gets up from the bed. “You have a choice here, Hatake,” He narrows his eyes, places his hands on his hips and arches his back. Kakashi’s eyes are drawn towards his crotch. Ibiki swallows and closes his eyes for a moment.
“You can either spill all that you’ve been holding back, or I will jutsu my way into Tsunade-sama’s office.” Ibiki coughs and gestures at his body. “Looking like this.”
Kakashi frowns. “You can’t use jutsu in here.”
Ibiki snorts. “Watch me.” He performs some hand seals, ready to jutsu himself away. He puts chakra into it and widens his eyes, jerking his head up and locking his eyes with Kakashi’s. Anger is rising in his chest, making him breath faster.
Kakashi widens his eyes and bites his lips. “Fuck,” he says again. He drops his head and shakes it.
Iruka growls, raises his hand and slaps Kakashi’s face.
Kakashi looks up and freezes. “I’m sorry.” He closes his eyes and puts a hand on his face. “I never meant for this to happen. I just had to do this. And with the trap. I could…” He shakes his head and sighs.
Ibiki grits his teeth. “You started talking, now continue talking.”
Kakashi nods. He keeps his eyes closed. “I… I gave both of you a liquid trap.” His voice shivers. “It makes you do anything I command.” He sighs and he brings his hands together. “I wanted you… Well, you had to take a vacation. To take some rest.” He brings a hand up and scratches his head. “And I… I…” He lifts his head up. “I really made sure that the things you did where things that you wanted to do.” He swallows.
Ibiki widens his eyes. That liquid trap was the reason why he masturbated. Must be. Why else would he find himself doing that?
“In the kitchen, this morning, I commanded you to stop.” Kakashi’s cheeks are red. Redder than they have ever been before. “You didn’t. That was the reason why I went to the Hokage. She told me…” Kakashi moves his head to the side, avoiding Ibiki’s gaze. “She told me that my first command, ‘just do what you want to do’, was bigger than my second. The stop-don’t-give-me-a-blowjob command.”
Ibiki freezes.
Iruka chuckles.
Ibiki closes his eyes. He has to know. “Why did you pick us?” he asks. It is obvious what kind of reason the Copy nin had to use the liquid trap. Perhaps, if he had the same problem with tension as the Copy nin and the same problem with distance, he should have used it as well. But he wants to know, needs to know, why the Copy nin used him and Iruka. Why not somebody else?
“You are distant. Hard to reach. A challenge.” Kakashi shrugs. “I’m, sorry. I really am. The moment I knew what I did I tried to stop it. And I tried to order things so that you still had room to make your own decisions.” He bites his lips. “It is the same with Iruka.”
Iruka smiles and presses his lips together. Ibiki snorts. It seems that Iruka knows it as well that the problem here at stake lies within Kakashi’s present tension.
“It’s fine,” Ibiki says. He smiles. The man is showing remorse. The man was experiencing a lot of tension. Got some of that Liquid trap from the Hokage and used it to try to find himself a bed partner that could handle him. He found two, Ibiki and Iruka, and when the moment was there, he showed remorse. Ibiki nods.
“You know…” He coughs, turns his head to the side and scratches the back of his head. “I would’ve done it without the trap.” He bites his lip and ignores the heat on his cheek. “I mean…” There is a burning sensation in his belly and he takes a deep breath. “It is an honor to do this…” He gestures at the bed, at the people on it and at himself. “It is an honor to do this with you.”
Kakashi jerks his head up and stares into Ibiki’s eyes. He blinks. “You’re kidding.” He frowns and moves towards the edge of the bed, advancing towards Ibiki. “Tell me the truth.”
“I have feelings for you that go beyond admiration. It is too early to place an exact label on it, but it goes along the lines of liking you. I feel amazing after being fucked by you and I want to do it again.”
Ibiki blinks, surprised at his own words. Iruka throws his head back and laughs, pointing at Ibiki and wiping a tear from the corner of his eyes. Right, the trap. Ibiki frowns and snorts. Not how he imagined this day to go. He glares at Iruka.
Kakashi blinks and rises from the bed. He advances towards Ibiki, who promptly backs away. Kakashi tilts his head, blinks and widens his eyes. “The trap.” He swallows. “I’ll be back in a minute.” He turns around, searches for his pants and is gone within a flash.
Iruka is still laughing.
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Kakashi appears into Tsunade-sama’s office again. She is alone and working on some papers. “You know… this is a bit too much paperwork. But even when I don’t like doing paperwork, it still needs to be done.” She looks up, glare in her eyes. “And it doesn’t help that the Copy nin of Konoha keeps barging in like this.”
Kakashi raises his hands in frustration. “They know.” He frowns, walks towards the desk and slams his hands down. “They know about the trap.”
The Hokage blinks and tilts her head to one side. “How do they know?” she asks. She narrows her eyes and brings her pen towards her mouth, biting on the end. “What did you do?”
“I told Iruka to shut up and he did. And Ibiki noticed and then I told him to back off and then he did and I felt the need to talk about it and then Ibiki told the truth and he has feelings for me that go beyond admiration and he likes me.” Kakashi blinks at his own words and stares down to his hands. that is what the Head of Interrogation said. When he was told to say the truth. The Head of Interrogation likes him.
Tsunade-sama chuckles. “Well, look at that. So the man was not only influenced by the tension in his body, but he also has real, genuine, feelings for you.” She lowers her pen and nods. “That is great.” She smiles. “That, and the trap seems to be working just fine.”
Kakashi grits his teeth. “Too fine. I want them… they have to… I don’t want them to…” He growls. His mind, his genius mind, can’t seem to find the right words. He wants them to be free again.
“How does Iruka feel about you, Kakashi?” Tsunade-sama asks. She blinks and leans her head onto her hand. “I will give you the antidote, but that is a question I need an answer to.”
Kakashi frowns and blinks at her. “Why?” he asks. He has no idea why she would need to know that answer.
She shrugs. “No reason. I mean. You got your answer with Ibiki. See how that turns out.”
Kakashi snorts. “Even after he said the truth, he still backed away.”
Tsunade-sama chuckles. “Trust me. Try to command something from him. Something drastic that is immediately visible.” She winks and turns her eyes back towards her paperwork. “You’ll notice that something has changed.”
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Iruka tries to evade Ibiki’s grasp. Alright, he was laughing at the man, but that does not give the man the right to come after him like that. With clenched fists, a growl and that look in his eyes. If Iruka didn’t knew better, he would say that the man was clouded with his own tension.
Which can’t be right because he got fucked.
Perhaps Iruka should get fucked.
He wouldn’t mind getting fucked like Ibiki did.
He laughs and turns a corner, crashing right into Kakashi’s warm body. He stiffens, looks up and immediately licks his lips, feeling the need to kiss the silver haired man.
Kakashi looks down at him and smiles. “Where is Ibiki?” he asks.
Iruka blinks, smiles and ducks to the side. Just in time for Ibiki to crash with Kakashi. They stumble backwards, with Ibiki lying on top of Kakashi. Kakashi groans and shakes his head. “Fuck,” he mutters.
“We already did that,” Ibiki says. He opens his mouth, closes it and frowns.
“Get off of me,” Kakashi says.
Ibiki blinks. He snorts. He stares at his own body and glances at Iruka. “I don’t think this is working.” He raises both of his eyebrows and places one hand on Kakashi’s mask. “Do you see this, Kakashi? It is not working.” He pulls the mask down and leans in. “I am not under your command. Not anymore.” He kisses the Copy nin.
Kakashi moves into the kiss, moaning with every move the big man makes. And boy, the man makes moves.
Iruka sits down next to them and smiles. This looks good. He tilts his head. This looks really good. He frowns. If they continue this, a certain body part of him will harden some more. He bites his lip and closes his eyes.
“Iruka, tell me the truth, about what you think of me, this situation, everything,” Kakashi asks.
Iruka blinks, swallows and opens his mouth. “I dream of you every night. How you would fuck me. I want you, I lust for you, I think you are very attractive and when Ibiki explained everything about your tension I was scared that I wasn’t good enough for you. I want to do things like this every day. I want to be here, next to you and Ibiki and I want to see you fuck and be involved in said fucking and I want to feel.” He blinks. His cheeks burn. He didn’t want to tell all of that. Fucking trap.
Kakashi nods. “Right. Well, I want you to get up and sing a song.” He smiles.
Iruka tilts his head to the side and shakes his head. “I don’t want to do that.” He blinks and looks down his own body. “I am not doing that.” He smiles and nods. “I am not under your command.” He feels the need to stick out his tongue. So he does just that. Not caring about how silly it looks.
Kakashi snorts. “That was what I wanted.” He closes his eyes and nods.
Ibiki snorts. He grabs a hold of Kakashi’s shoulder and pushes him back. “Really?” he asks. He crawls on top of the man, smirk on his face. “Is that really what you want?” He leans in and licks Kakashi’s cheek. “There is no way you can control us now, without the trap. All that we do is controlled by ourselves.” He places small kisses on Kakashi’s cheek, following the line, over his chin, towards his other cheek. “And I am not sure I am able to control myself.”
Kakashi shudders and closes his eyes. “Well, I…”
Ibiki kisses lower, trailing over Kakashi’s neck.
Kakashi throws his head back. “I… this way I know that…” He bites his lip and groans. “That I am not forcing you.”
Ibiki chuckles and kisses lower. “I told you before, I would do this without the trap.” He pulls back and glances at Iruka. “What about you?”
Iruka bites his lip and rubs over his arm. “Well, I wouldn’t mind… you know…” He shrugs. “I think I am…” His cheeks burn and he looks down to the floor, trying to hide it. “I think I am experiencing some tension of my own.”
Ibiki growls. It is a low growl and it stirs Iruka’s cock. Iruka closes his eyes and shudders.
Ibiki chuckles and moves his arm. He pushes Kakashi down to the floor and reaches out to Iruka.
“Come here, teacher.” He grabs a hold of Iruka’s shoulder and pulls him closer.
Iruka stumbles and falls right on top of Kakashi. His cheeks heat up and inwardly he curses. He bites his lip and looks down, ready to apologize.
Kakashi chuckles and frees one of his arms. He grabs a hold of Iruka’s side and pulls him down.
Iruka swallows and closes his eyes. Kakashi’s lips are soft and his tongue is inviting. The man chuckles as they break the kiss. “Better then I imagined.” Kakashi winks at him and brings his attention back to the man on top of him. “Do you want to take this to the bedroom?”
Ibiki nods and rises to his feet. He helps both the other men up and narrows his eyes. “Let’s see how you react when you are under our control.” He shares a look with Iruka, who shivers and nods.
Laughter fills the hall as Kakashi widens his eyes. He doesn’t struggle as Ibiki hauls him over his shoulder. He doesn’t mutter anything as Iruka softly kisses him. He closes his eyes and moans as Ibiki throws him on the bed. And he winks at Iruka as he closes the door.
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“Tsunade-sama, I think the trap works like it’s supposed to work.” Kakashi stands in front of the Hokage. His hands are in his pockets and his back is sloughed. He looks like he usually looks.
Tsunade-sama brings her hands together and puts them in front of her mouth. “Right.” She nods, sighs and puts her hand down. “I think you’ve earned those documents.”
Kakashi raises one of his hands and shakes his head. “There is no need.” He coughs and glances of to the side.
Tsunade-sama blinks and leans backwards. “What do you mean? I thought you wanted those?” She raises one eyebrow. “Or do you have found something else to occupy your mind?”
There is a red tinge just above the mask. Kakashi scratches his chin and shrugs. “I just… no…” He shakes his head and drops his hand. “There is no need for those documents.”
Tsunade-sama nods and leans to the side, opening a drawer and reaching into it. “I think there is something else I can give you.” She looks up to him and throws something at him. “Just come back when you need more.” She winks at him and gestures at the door.
Kakashi catches it. He isn’t the famous Copy nin for nothing. He glances down and his ears glow. After a swallow, a blink and a tremble in his hands he nods. “Thank you, Tsunade-sama.” He bows a bit and turns around to the door.
“I’ve got more flavors. Just try and tell me what you like.”
Kakashi freezes. The clock ticks.
“Or, what they like.”
Kakashi bites his lip and moves out of the room.
Tsunade-sama laughs and slaps herself on her knee. That brat. Good thing he knows how to listen sometimes. And, another good thing, he didn’t look underneath the underneath this time.
She chuckles and shakes her head. Well, that is one crossed off the list. Let’s see, who is next?
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