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Cepheus: what�s this? A response for a challenge
ensued by Neosildrake. She had other great ideas but
that I could not give too much attention at the moment. This is KakaIruNaru. ^^ Please enjoy!

Warning for first chapter: m�solo. And� OMG. Kage Bunshin alert.

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Rating: NC�17

Summary: (KakaIruNaru) Naruto
is in heat and he can�t trust anyone but Iruka, even when it comes to sex. But
it�s not too long before another teacher comes into the picture.

Disclaimer: meaning not claim. Why is it here?
To state I don�t own Naruto. I wouldn�t be writing here otherwise.

�Talking�
�Thinking�

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Affective Desire

Part 01: Heat and Lust

Blue
eyes stared up, flashing with uncertainty, locked in a firm gaze with a pair of
brown ones. No words were spoken, but the tenseness in the air was enough to
unsettle anyone �even someone like Naruto.
He
could not believe how he could have ended in such situation, but things had
gotten out of control really fast, and there was no way in hell and heaven he
would have trusted anyone else with this, much less that old coot Tsunade
obaa�chan or even one of his team.
Hell,
he was having problems just standing there, on Iruka�sensei�s door, without
speaking, how could he even try and explain this to anyone that was not his
mentor, the person he looked up to, the one he respected and cared for? One that had known him since he was a little child?
�Not that with Iruka�sensei will
be easy anyway,� a part of his mind supplied, not at all
helpful in such situation.
Iruka
on his part, was more than just baffled �he was
absolutely shocked. He couldn�t have heard Naruto say that, of all the things he was expecting from him, this was
absolutely not one. The brown haired
man blinked and coughed, a faint blush covering his tanned skin, not believing
this was really happening.
Talk
about embarrassment.
�I
don�t think I heard what you said�� he refused to allow the blush to further
spread on his face, and smiled sheepishly, closing his eyes and breaking the
gaze with his former student.
Naruto
fidgeted.
�I
said� it�s hard down there,� he
repeated, stressing on the words and pointedly indicated �down there� with his
head.
Iruka
snapped out of his shock�induced trance, and grabbing Naruto by his arm he
shoved him inside his apartment, slamming the door shut behind their backs a
second later.
Naruto
stood baffled in the entrance, the temperature slightly lower than the one
outside giving him a light relief, then pouted, his cheeks reddening as he
stared at the floor. He didn�t want to repeat himself, for how confused he was,
he was also embarrassed. What if he was developing some kind of illness? What if�
But
nonetheless, he thought shifting on his feet uncomfortably, Iruka did not
laugh.
Not
that there was anything to laugh at, but at least it was lessening his
uneasiness.
Iruka
massaged the bridge of his nose and sighed deeply, willing his unwanted blush
to disappear, his chocolate eyes trailing to the fidgeting blonde. This was
just something he had not planned.
�Naruto,
can you tell me what kind of sick joke you are playing?� Iruka shook his head
and walked towards the kitchen, not believing he was still falling for the
blonde�s pranks.
�Wha�
I am not joking! Iruka�sensei!� Naruto widened his eyes almost comically, and bounced
in front of his former teacher, waving his arms around, the redness on his
cheeks not disappearing.
Iruka
frowned, not taking his eyes away from the other�s face, and noted the lightly
flushed state of his favourite pupil. His blue eyes were shining and it didn�t
look like he was lying.
But�
�Naruto,
please, don�t tell me you are not joking� these are not matters you should go
yelling around, for Kami�s sake!� unconsciously going in lecture mode, Iruka
placed one hand on Naruto�s shoulder, taken aback when the younger ninja
slapped it away and looked forcefully to the floor.
�I
am not� joking damnit!� he growled, shuddering. The
contact with his sensei�s hand had brought him tremors without him knowing why.
�I��
Iruka
groaned.
�Why
are you coming to me if you are horny? Hell, this is not my job at all!� he
looked exasperatedly upwards, dramatically. �I mean� it�s not like I can help
you! You should� but you are too young to even think about it, no way I am going to��
Naruto�s
eyes flashed as he grabbed both of Iruka�s hands in his, looking expectantly up
to the man, �is that what it is? Horniness?� he sighed in relief, but then his
face shifted to a worried and afraid one, �is that some illness?! Am I sick? Am
I going to die Iruka�sensei?!�
Iruka
went pale.
There
was no way Naruto was talking seriously.
He
was sixteen, to cry it aloud, he couldn�t be still
this na�ve�
�
Could
he?
�That would make sense� apart
Kakashi-san and Jiraiya�sama, he�s never been with anyone that could have
explained this to him� only me, but I just thought��
Iruka groaned.
�Naruto,
I think I will need to tell you about birds and bees�� he muttered under his
breath, sure the blond would hear him.
�Birds
and bees?� now Naruto was utterly lost. He scratched the back of his head and closed
his eyes, resembling a pensive fox. �Iruka�sensei, you don�t make sense at
all!�
Iruka
slapped his hand on his face, then dragged Naruto in the kitchen and made him
sit down, sitting in front of him.
�Well,
you see, it all starts with��

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Naruto
left Iruka�s house feeling something else pool in his stomach �apart the heat.
Disgust.
All
the things that his sensei had told him, although making sense, were absolutely
disgusting to him, and left him with a vague sense of nausea.
What
on earth possessed Iruka into telling him all that� stuff?!
Naruto
groaned and stuffed his face in his hands, not caring about the people pointing
to him and whispering. It was already hard enough without adding the insults of
the villagers seeing the �demon child�.
It
had been even more troublesome when he�d told Iruka at some point that he
couldn�t think about girls that way.
Sure,
he had a crush on Sakura, but he grew out of it �and this had been what had
scared Iruka the most.
If
anything, all descriptions Iruka did �keeping himself
vague and elusive� had only accentuated his confusion and had told him nothing
on how to relieve himself from this pooling heat.
He
knew now how to name what he was feeling, nothing else. How helpful.
Strictly
speaking, this hadn�t started off all of sudden; it had started with his return
in Konoha from his three�year journey, and had become unbearable. Completely out of control.
He
was slightly relieved it was not an illness, even though the frequency of what
Iruka had called �erection� was unsettling, but he didn�t like one bit the part
about how he was supposed to make it go away.
Especially
since Iruka had been rambling on how young he still was.
Naruto
groaned again and breathed deeply.
Instantly
his senses were filled with scents; there was one coming from the Ichiraku
ramen stand, one from the girl two streets away, who
had a peppermint perfume, one from the fish someone was cooking, one�
Naruto
felt his cheeks redden up again, as his problem
returned full force. Something had enticed him, and he could not understand
what. He�d found his senses to be somehow enhanced lately, but he hadn�t
thought about it too much.
A
groan escaped his lips as he felt the soft material from his underwear brush
against his swollen erection.
His
eyes widened again realizing what he was doing, in the middle of a street, and
three seconds later he was gone, running until he reached his apartment,
slamming the door open and throwing himself onto his bed, hiding his flaming
face in his pillow.
He
could not believe how embarrassing it was, he�d been� groaning for some goddamn
scent in the middle of the fucking street!
�I am turning into a pervert like
Kakashi-sensei and� Ero�Sennin!�
he cried desperately.
Somewhere
in Konoha, two men sneezed.
Iruka�s
words echoed through his mind as one more time he directed his full anger
towards the damn fox.

�Start Flashback�

�No
way!� Naruto grimaced, the pictures Iruka�s words
projected into his mind were making him feel sick.
�But
that�s how it goes, Naruto,� Iruka sighed patiently.
�What
does this have to do with me?! I don�t think about girls this way!� Naruto
blurted out, not at all aware of what he was saying, since to him this was not
odd.
Iruka�s
eyes almost popped out of their sockets, and he choked on the tea he was
drinking.
�Besides,
I understand what you said about� urges,� Naruto whined. �But this is too much!
I can�t even walk straight anymore! It never goes away!�
�Naruto��
Iruka, no one would ever deny this, had the patience of a saint. This was plainly
embarrassing, uncomfortable and awkward, but someone had to explain to Naruto
about it and he did not trust anyone else.
He
cared a lot for his pupil, and no matter what, he would at least try acting
like some sort of father�ish figure to him.
�I
feel like I am constantly hot, and it�s uncomfortable and itchy!� the blond
pouted again, frustrated. �you said it�s normal, but
I�ve never seen anyone else have these problems!�
The
brown haired shinobi frowned in thought. By what Naruto had explained to him,
it really wasn�t normal. Iruka understood what teenager�s needs and urges were,
he�d been the same and it wasn�t really too far in the past, but there was a
limit and Naruto had passed that.
Iruka
frowned more as he realized that maybe, just maybe,
being the vessel of a fox demon had something to do with it.
It
was maybe a farfetched idea, and pretty much random, but this was Naruto they
were talking about. Naruto had never had any interest whatsoever in sex or
anything even remotely related to it �much to Jiraiya�sama�s
displeasure (the white haired man had been talking about it with Kakashi and
Iruka had just happened to pass by).
It
was all too sudden and unexpected, and he had to take into account that they
were in spring.
Could
that mean that the Kyuubi no kitsune was in heat? Could it mean he was
directing his part of urges to the boy, now that he too was going through the
much dreaded puberty?
Iruka
resisted the urge to slap his forehead in frustration.
That
was something no one needed, a self deprived demon projecting his needs on a
young teenager.
This
was just too great �feel the sarcasm in here.
�Naruto,
maybe you are in heat,� he told the boy.
Naruto�s
blue trusting eyes looked at him and blinked.
�What?�
Iruka
groaned.

�End Flashback�

Just great. Damn fox.
The
worst part was, if it was like this, a simple speech would not satisfy him� nor the fox.
Naruto
shifted on the bed, and all his blood moving down as he pressed himself against
the mattress, feeling a jolt of pleasure passing through his body.
It
felt so good�
Without
even acknowledging what he was doing, too caught up in the jolts of pleasure
caused by the sheets and the clothes rubbing against his arousal, Naruto moved
on the bed so that he was laying on his stomach, his fingers curling on the
pillow as he slowly moved his hips against the bed.
The
movement brought him another wave of pleasure, his body trembling and shivering
at the feeling, the throbbing erection being stoked almost mind�blowing. It
felt so good� and the pain down there was lessening.
�Ah��
Naruto moaned loudly, dizzy by the sensations running through him, shifting
again so he was half sitting on the bed, legs spread apart, rubbing hard
against the sheets.
He
needed more.
His
pace increased, his hands gripping tightly against the headboard, using them to
pull him forwards against pillow, the strokes on his lower body intensifying as
he continued moving, relieving himself, but still it was not enough.
The
mere friction was doing poorly to help his erection, and he stopped, panting
hard. His awareness for what he was doing and his rationality had long since
disappeared from his mind, the lust and the heat taking their place.
He
wanted� needed more�
One
of his hands sneaked away from the headboard and slipped under his pants, hands
brushing against his fully developed erection, and he gasped out aloud, before
grabbing it tightly.
He
started stroking and pumping himself, his body shifting again on the bed so now
he was on all four on the mattress, sweat covering his skin and dampening his
clothes, that he still had on him, eyes shut close, mouth slightly open.
Naruto
moaned again, stroking faster, his fingers slipping on his member, slick with
pre�cum and sweat, his thumb stroking the top of his erection making him gasp.
It
was not long before he came, shooting inside his clothes, his trembling arm and
legs not able anymore to support the weight of his body as pleasure washed over
him.
His
breathing slowed down after a while, and he laid
there, unmoving, face hidden in the pillow, arms abandoned at his sides, his
legs jelly. There was a tingling sensation running through his back, not at all
unpleasant, but some part of him was not content with this.
He
needed more�
Naruto
groaned and shifted, feeling rather tired and sticky, and with horror he
noticed the stain on the front of his pants.
Face
flushing with shame, Naruto groaned, �shit!�
He
quickly jumped from the bed, feeling faint and unsure on his legs, and ran to
the bathroom, kicking his clothes away and washing himself off, partly
disgusted by what he�d done, partly satisfied.
He
had to admit, the heat had retreated, and for the first time in the last two
weeks, he felt better. He didn�t care of what he�d done, if it made him feel
this good, he would not hesitate before doing it again.
Not
a single instant.

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Naruto
let his back lean over the wall, closing his eyes as he tried to breath properly.
This
was plainly sick.
Couldn�t
he even control his own body anymore?!
�Kuso, kuso, kuso!�
he repeated over and over in his mind, slamming one of his fists in the wall
behind his back.
He
knew what he would look to passer-byes if they were to look around the corner
of the street, and he didn�t like it one bit. He knew he had a red tinge on his
cheeks, a deep flush, he knew he was breathing hard and had a dazed look on his
face, and a huge bulge in his pants, clear for everyone to see.
He
was trembling, feeling jolts of need hit him one after the other, painfully
making his erection known to him. It hurt, and it hurt a lot.
What
was he, a bitch in heat?! He couldn�t even concentrate on his daily duties like
this, especially since he had those urges�
Another
twinge hit him as he flinched, the cloth of his pants rubbing against his
erection, only serving to make him even more aroused.
He could not continue like this, of course not.
Three
days since he had the talk with
Iruka�sensei, and he had adopted the trick of jerking himself off (he didn�t
like the other word for what he did), but even to that, there was a limit. He
could not go on every two hours like this, and the relief after doing it was fleeting and evanescent.
His
whole body betrayed him, and every single thing could make him feel aroused and
needy, even watching Neji walk. Ok, the Hyuuga boy was hot on his own, but this
was plainly wrong� he knew he could not let this continue, or he would end up
being aroused by Sasuke as well!
The
damn prick!
�What
do I need to make it back off completely?!� he growled, standing away from the
wall and wobbling down the street, trying to look as inconspicuous as possible.
Flashes
appeared in his mind, flashes of sweaty bodies grinding together, erections
pressing against each other, hands brushing over heated skin, tongues racing
through�
Naruto
shuddered, gasping as he stopped before collapsing on the ground; he had to
force back a moan, because his mind was providing him too much all at once.
�Damn! I did become a bitch in heat!� he
groaned, standing up again; fortunately no one was there, as it was around
midday and they were all in their houses eating.
He
should be in his apartment as well, enjoying a cut of ramen but no, he was
stuck there in the street, trying to fight back the urge to pleasure himself
where everyone could see.
He
couldn�t even stand up again, now, his breathing ragged and irregular, but what
could he do?
Something
flashed in Naruto�s mind. Something that would have made him questioning about
his sanity, something that he wouldn�t even had a second thought on� if not for
the pain between his legs, and the fact that he wasn�t thinking clearly ever
since� a lot.
Given
that situation, the thought that flashed in his mind sounded so appealing he
could not turn it off.
His
hands moved on their own accord, and with a poof, in front of him appeared a
Kage Bunshin; he was looking down at him with half�lidded eyes, something red
flashing in his pupils.
Naruto
felt hands pick him up and move him out the way, in a dark corner, where no one
could see. He didn�t want someone to see.
He
was too far gone to care, the heat taking over his body. The same hands,
belonging to his Bunshin, moved unsurely down his body, much like his own would
when he jerked himself off. Fingers brushing against his
stomach, sneaking inside his pants, flipping open the zip and moving on him.
Naruto
groaned and bit down his lip to prevent himself from making noise that would
attract unwanted attention.
His
Kage Bunshin moved over him, grabbing his erection in his hands and stroking it
with a hard pace, making him arch his back to get more contact, the feeling of
another body on him serving as a panacea to his need, fooling his mind, at
least for a moment, that it wasn�t himself doing it, but someone else.
Only
for a moment, because in the end his Kage Bunshin was himself, and it would
help only for a short while, but it would be enough to reach his house.
Fingers
curled around his throbbing member, and he had to dug
his nails in the ground at his sides to prevent himself from gripping his
Bunshin�s shoulders, knowing it would take nothing for it to disappear if he
were to apply too much strength.
The
hands moved together, up and down his length, one holding it on the base while
the other reached its tip to stroke it mercilessly, causing shudders and jolts
of pleasure to rock his body. Naruto parted more his legs, trying to get nearer
the heat coming from the fake body over his, not caring if afterwards he would
be sick of himself. There was nothing left but lust.
�More��
he groaned, bucking into the hands that were holding him down, gasping as his
copy fastened up the pace, pumping him and at the same time holding him down.
He tried to trick his mind into thinking it wasn�t his copy doing this to him,
but another pair of skilled hands, belonging to someone else entirely.
It
was not Naruto�s Kage Bunshin stroking his shaft, moving his fingers up and
down his length, bringing him nearer to his climax, it wasn�t fake fingers
working on him, making him want to cry out aloud, in need�
One
hand left his member and sneaked behind, and Naruto keened quietly, wondering
what would happen in some part of his mind; he had no time to prepare himself
when a finger probed his entrance and then pushed inside forcibly.
Naruto
widened his eyes, pleasure flashing through his body even stronger than before,
and arched his back towards his clone, gasping and writhing, feeling one hand
work on him from outside and the other from the inside, the air hot around him
as he moved to get more friction, more of the pleasurable intrusion�
He
came hard and fast, biting his hand to stifle a moan, and fell on the ground
panting like he�d run a marathon.
There
was a loud poof, and the Kage Bunshin was gone.
Naruto
laid there for what seemed like hours, before he could gather enough energies to stand up again.
When
his mind registered what had happened, it was too late, but at least now he
could reach his house before another wave of heat hit him.
Shit.
Naruto
knew he had to find a solution soon.

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Cepheus: first of two parts. Next one, the threesome! ^^

Why didn�t Naruto use the Kage Bunshin in another way?
First because he doesn�t know how to use
them in unusual ways, second because Kage Bunshin are
supposed to poof away if hit. Anything too rough
would make them disappear.
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