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Undercover Mashup	By : Akaatje Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2427 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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New chapter, because it's a new week. Please let me know what you think. I survive on reviews >.<
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With the porn collected and the groceries done, all that is left is the cleaning. Hatake-sama nods to Ibiki, who carries the groceries and the porn, and moves over to his front door. He opens it and undoes all the traps. He steps aside and bows. “Welcome to my place, Morino-san.”
“Using my surname still?” Ibiki walks past Hatake-sama. “I thought we had agreed on you calling me Ibiki.” His cheeks burn a little. It must be the heat in the apartment. “In exchange for the kisses.”
“That was yesterday.” Hatake-sama closes the door and puts the traps in place again. “And that was when I was teaching you. I don’t want you to be viewed as less by others, so I refrain from using your name like that.”
“Are you going to call me Ibiki in the following lesson?” Ibiki asks. He walks towards the kitchen and tries not to think about why he wants Hatake-sama to call him Ibiki.
“Would you enjoy that?” Hatake-sama asks, with an even tone. “Would you enjoy being called Ibiki or would you prefer Morino-san?” He follows Ibiki into the kitchen. “Or, perhaps…” He pauses and turns his gaze to his feet. “Perhaps you want to be called, Morino-sama?”
Ibiki freezes up and drops the groceries. “What?” He turns around, with his eyes wide open. “Morino-sama?” he asks. No, that can’t be right. Hatake-sama is above him in power and genius. And everything else. No, that can’t be. There is no way Hatake-sama is going to call him that. Even if he would like it a bit. He is a bit taller, quite a bit taller, than Hatake-sama is.
Hatake-sama blinks and laughs. “Yes, Morino-sama.” He walks over to Morino-san and picks the bag of groceries up from the ground. “I said that sex is about finding out what you like. Would you like being called Morino-sama? To have me act like that when we do activities like that?”
Ibiki turns around. “I don’t know.” He shrugs and looks around. “That is not an issue I have to think about at the moment.” No. It’s not. There are other things that need to get done right now. “I have to clean this place first, before we move over to the lesson part.”
Hatake-sama widens his eye and groans.
Ibiki frowns at that, but doesn’t ask a thing. Perhaps Hatake-sama doesn’t want to be reminded of the state that his apartment is currently in. Yeah, that is probably it. Nothing else.
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Ibiki finds the place easy to clean. So far, he already has done the dishes and swept everything. Currently he is working on the bathroom, scrubbing the tiles. Hatake-sama is lazing around on his sofa, reading his new porn. At least, that is what is in his hands. Ibiki saw him take it out the moment he went to clean the bathroom.
Well, the tiles are done. Ibiki stretches his back and looks around. There is a basket with laundry standing in the corner. It seems like quite a big amount. Perhaps he should work on that now. He grabs it and walks out of the bathroom. “Do you want me to do your laundry as well?” he asks. “It looks like there is quite some underwear in this thing.” He reaches in an grabs one of the many boxers.
Hatake-sama widens his eye and shakes his head. “No, that’s alright.” He puts his porn aside and rises from the couch.
“Are you sure? From the looks of it, you’ll be going commando tomorrow.” Ibiki tilts his head to the side and rummages in the basket. “Well, no, I think you already are without a boxer.” He lifts his gaze and lets it rest upon Hatake-sama crotch. “Are you?” he asks. He is just trying to rile him up, he tells himself. It is not like he is really wondering about that. No, he is not.
Hatake-sama moves one hand down to cover himself. “I’m not.”
“Alright then, Hatake-sama…” Ibiki puts the basket down and bows. “I think your place is clean.” He looks up. “So we can start the lesson now.” He smirks.
Hatake-sama rolls his eye. “What do you want to learn?” He looks at ceiling. “I think you know enough about prepping and judging from the blow job you gave me, you are quite experienced in oral stimulation.”
Ibiki nods. “Well, that might be true.” He walks over to Hatake-sama and places a hand on his shoulder. “But you only showed me how to prep. You let me experience it. But I haven’t had the chance to, well, perform it.” He tries to say the words he wants to say in a smooth way. “I want to return the pleasure you gave me yesterday.”
Hatake-sama folds his arms in front of his chest and closes his eyes. “So, you want to prep me, and make me come with the use of your fingers?”
“Yes. But not only that.” Ibiki leans forwards and brings his mouth closer towards Hatake-sama ear. “You do know that I am good at interrogations, at torture.”
Hatake-sama pulls his head back. “I am not into that,” he says with a sharp voice. “I do not want to be tied up. No dripping candle wax, no blood play, none of that. And I doubt that Irakusa-san is into that either.”
Ibiki pulls himself back a bit and blinks. “I wasn’t done talking yet.” There is not one piece of his body that would even think about using a torture method on the man in front of him. He raises one eyebrow and smirks. “But I’ll keep that in mind.” He brings his mouth close again. “I am also good at pleasure. I want to try some things and I want you to tell me what is good and what isn’t.” He licks Hatake-sama’s earlobe and enjoys the shiver running through Hatake-sama’s body. “I’ll take that as a yes.” He says. He licks a second time. “Oh, and do call me Ibiki. Please, Hatake-sama.”
Hatake-sama shivers again and throws his head back. He sighs and moves his head back. “Right.” He nods and steps away from Ibiki. “Do you want to do this at your place?” He rolls his shoulders.
Ibiki chuckles. “Your place is just as good. My blinding jutsu works on every room. So…” He moves his head to the side and coughs. “So, you know, we can still do kisses and stuff like that.” He taps with his fingers on Hatake-sama’s shoulder. “If I am still allowed to kiss you.” He hopes he still is allowed to kiss the other man. He likes kissing him. And was sex not about discovering what a person likes?
Hatake-sama shrugs. “Yes, you are,” he says. He moves away from Ibiki, towards his bedroom. In the door opening he turns around. “Come,” he says and he nods towards the room behind him.
Ibiki smirks at him. “Oh, I bet you’ll make me come.” And he will make Hatake-sama come.
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