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Disclaimer: I don’t own the characters. Not mine. Nope nope. Just
using them for fun.
It’s uh… unbetaed. I…. err,
couldn’t leave this idea alone. KakaNaru does have a
nice “hawtness” factor to it *sheepish grin*
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Recap:
It was a miracle that
the alley was empty, save for the sun shining brightly and the distant chirping
of birds. People probably would have questioned the sight of the shorter Naruto backing Kakashi up against
an unyielding wall. Though the demon-vessel knew that Kakashi
was allowing himself be cornered like that if only to find out what the hell he
was getting at.
“You’re overstepping
your boundaries,” the jounin hissed.
“Am I? You’re
not my teacher anymore.”
“I’m still your
superior.”
Naruto was grinning, showing off perfect white teeth and
abnormally sharp canines. The blue orbs had contracted, shining brightly
against their white backdrop. He could see clearly the shadows forming on the
dark cloth covering Kakashi’s face as other’s mouth
moved. The noticeable disapproval was reflecting strongly from the one eye. It
caused lines to appear around it as the barely exposed skin creased.
“Please, sensei…
if I suck you off like a good boy will you be nice to me like you are to Sasuke? Will you train me like you train him?” Naruto pleaded mockingly, deliberately pressing his smaller
body against the copy-nin’s.
He rocked his hips suggestively, tongue licking leisurely across his pink lips
before pursing them together in an irresistible pout. “I promise I’ll swallow.”
~ ~ ~
“How willing are you…to take your offer seriously?”
Naruto’s mouth twisted to one side
into a playful smirk. He stared up at his instructor with half-lidded eyes,
thick eyelashes hiding the bright blue orbs from view. “Very
willing.”
He could feel the weight of Kakashi’s
gaze pass appreciatively down his body. The older man reached out, running the
pad of his calloused index finger down the youth’s high cheekbone. “We can’t do
this here. You know where I live, right?”
“Yes…I think I do.”
“Then I’ll see you there in ten minutes.”
The jounin disappeared in a flash,
leaving behind the tell-tale puff of smoke. Naruto
took a deep breath and rubbed his temples. What was he thinking?! What the hell
had he gotten himself into this time? The question ran through his mind a
million times over, leaving him with the final conclusion that Kyuubi’s influence must somehow be at work. Either way, it didn’t matter; he was past the
point of no return. He couldn’t chicken out now. No, no, no. He never chickened
out. Ever. And he mused that that brilliant, fucking
ninja way of his will probably get him killed one of these days.
Kakashi’s bachelor apartment
wasn’t that far away, it took Naruto approximately
eight minutes to walk there. He discreetly looked around upon arriving, mindful
of any prying eyes behind closed curtains. Entering Kakashi’s
apartment wasn’t a suspicious action, far from it. But damn it, he was
paranoid.
Nothing. Thank the deities that no
one was paying attention. The sun beat down intensely on his upturned face as
he took a brief moment to think, grinding his heel on the ground. He lifted his
arm, allowing his knuckles to lightly touch the weather-beaten surface and to
his slight surprise, the door slid open. Cautiously Naruto
stepped inside, taking off his sandals in a gesture of politeness and shut the
door behind him.
The apartment, in contrast to the warm air outside, was cool
and dark. The blinds were drawn, shielding the interior from the brightness
outside. Kakashi was comfortably leaning against an
opposite wall. It appeared that he had already removed his flak vest.
“Undress slowly,” he said without ceremony.
“Kaka-sensei…I…”
“It’s too late to have second thoughts. You’re more than old
enough to take full responsibilities for your actions, don’t you agree? Undress.”
And so, Naruto did. He unzipped
his own chuunin vest and slid his t-shirt off his
torso. Next came the trousers.
“And this?” the youth asked uncertainly, thumbs hooked at
the waistband of his boxers.
“Yes, even that. I want to see you.”
The last garment pooled around tanned feet. There was a long
stretch of silence before the jounin finally spoke.
“You’re quite attractive…for a boy.”
Naruto’s blush deepened, feeling
terribly self conscious as he stood there completely naked in front of the
instructor he had known since he was twelve. A sudden image of Hinata poking the tips of her fingers together filtered
into his mind and he squelched the urge to do exactly the same.
Next, came the order. “Come here and kneel in front of me.”
The floor felt vaguely uncomfortable against Naruto’s bare kneecaps when he did as he was told. He
stared at Kakashi’s clothed middle-section before his
eyes settled on the other’s crotch.
“Is this your first time?” the copy-nin
enquired gently, one strong hand threading through the blond spikes, flattening
them onto the boy’s scalp. Naruto tilted his chin up;
he rather liked that slight pressure on his head.
“Yes, sensei.” Perfect,
meek words for the elder in front of him.
“That’s okay. Here, I’ll help you.”
If Naruto’s mind wasn’t being
overwhelmed by anxiety at that particular moment, his sardonic side would have
most likely gagged at Kakashi’s ‘generosity’. The
zipper of his superior’s navy-blue trousers was pulled open, the hand dipping
inside to reveal his half-hard length to the wide blue eyes in front of him.
The same fingers stroked it lightly as the deep voice continued. “Do you at
least have an idea of what to do?”
The boy nodded, remembering that ridiculous conversation he
had with Kyuubi. The ‘art of fellatio’ the stupid fox
had called it. He inwardly snorted and ignored the foreign chuckling that
rumbled inside in his stomach. Unhurriedly, he extended his tongue as he leaned
forward, allowing himself a long lick up the other’s length. Upon hearing the
soft gasp above him, he began to circle the head, dragging the tip of his
tongue erotically along the slit. Feeling it harden was a surprisingly nice
feeling, he absently decided.
“Like this…sensei?” he murmured. Kakashi’s
cock brushed against his lips with each word as it rested lightly on his lower
face. The teenager’s earlier cockiness had returned somewhat. He could do this.
He knew he could.
Kakashi’s single eye appeared
glazed and he nodded. Naruto frowned, not liking the
fact that he wouldn’t be able to see the full effect of his ministrations on
his ex-teacher’s face. Thrice-damned mask, he wanted it off. His arm stretched
up and he straightened his back, fingers tapping against the older man’s chin,
desperately trying to pull at the cloth.
“No,” Kakashi said, his free hand
catching Naruto’s wrist.
“Please…I want to see…I don’t want it to be like this…so
impersonal. Given the circumstances, whom am I going to tell anyways?”
The jounin wavered, apparently
contemplating his once-student’s pleading tone. Naruto
felt a small hope brewing up within him. Finally! He was going to see Konoha’s most elusive face. The small spark of hope was
dashed when his forehead protector was roughly pushed over his eyes as a
makeshift blindfold. The boy’s world was immediately plunged into darkness. He
let out a small whine of frustration. “Se-e-ensei,
that isn’t fair at all!”
“Quiet,” the older man drawled, with a stern edge to his
words. “Refrain yourself from trying to take it off or I won’t be very happy.”
The other set of fingers tugged at his golden strands
lightly, prompting him to dive back down. Naruto
didn’t hesitate this time to swallow Kakashi’s full
erection with one swift stroke. The other man groaned with delight, a dull thud
indicating that had he rolled his head back onto the wall behind him. “Yes…
that’s it, Naruto-kun…”
Naruto-kun my ass.
Pervert.
Naruto in the meantime had taken
too much down his throat and immediately drew back, fighting down the urge to
gag. He heard an amused chuckle above him and for some reason that infuriated
him.
“Was that too much for you…little boy?”
The youth scrunched up his features, responding with his own
sarcastic retort. “Sorry if I’m not as good as Sasuke.”
The slight happy tone in the instructor’s voice was smashed
away. “Why don’t you continue, hmm?”
This time, Naruto devoured Kakashi’s cock with new-found vigour,
determined to leave a memorable impression at least. Whether Sasuke was in the habit of dishing out blowjobs for extra
training sessions, which he doubted, then Naruto
would have to prove that he was just as talented at the task if not better.
Ignoring the stab of painful jealousy in his heart, the blond tightened his
mouth around Kakashi’s girth. He could feel the
weight of his teacher’s gaze upon his shoulders, most likely in scrutiny. Kakashi probably was wishing that it was Sasuke sucking him off, not stupid goofy Naruto. His jaw was beginning to ache. Again
that green-tinged jealousy.
“You look good like that…who would have known that Konoha’s number one troublemaker would look quite fetching
with a dic-”
“You’re mocking me, pervert-sensei,” Naruto
cut him off with an accusing tone before yanking the trousers off the copy-nin’s slim hips, exposing all to covered eyes. He tilted
his head to one side, guiding himself down from Kakashi’s
length by maneuvering his head forward so he could take one of the sacs into
his mouth. Suckling on it gently, pressing the flat of his tongue against it
and wrapping it completely with his licks. He alternated his attention to the
other. The boy wasn’t actually sure what he was doing at the moment; it came
naturally to him, acting how he would have liked it if he was ever on the
receiving end of such a pleasurable ritual. He moved back up.
Saliva trickled down Naruto’s chin
as he lavished the offered length before him, lapping at it with small swipes.
He didn’t hesitate this time to gulp it down. It would be a lie to say that he
wasn’t turned on himself. He liked this display of power; Kakashi’s
moans and the shallow thrusts of his hips were proof enough. The boy arched his
back, palms of his hands dragging down his teacher’s sides. He ached to feel
bare skin, fingers bunching the cloth upwards to touch firm abdominal muscles.
There was a groan above him. “Ah… ah, Naruto-kun…
that’s enough.”
Again, he frowned and stopped his ministrations. There was
slight shuffle of feet and Kakashi’s rigid-hard cock,
wet with spit and precum, bobbed against the boy’s face.
He could imagine the scene clearly in his head. Kakashi
standing there with legs braced apart, towering over a naked boy who kneeled
there like a cheap whore.
“You don’t like it?” the demon-vessel asked, swollen lips
pursed into an indignant pout. “Am I not good enough?”
“No, that’s the problem.” Fingers caressed his whiskered
cheek. “I like it too much and I want more.”
Naruto was caught off-guard. The
older man had yanked him up, none too gently, and frog marched him several
paces towards one direction. He found himself pushed face down against a smooth
surface, a forceful foot kicking his ankles further apart.
“Oi sensei, what’s the meaning of
this!”
His hands skimmed past the surface he was laying on until
they found a rounded edge. Of course, it must be the kitchen table.
“Heh… can’t I give my favourite student some special treatment?”
You are such a fucking
liar, sensei.
Naruto opened his mouth wide to resentfully
answer but whatever words he had planned just came out as a soft hitch of
breath. Soft, feathery touches trailed down his spine, trickling down, down,
down past his ass and then up again to his hips. A long digit slid between his
cheeks, making the blond tense when it brushed against his entrance. Then a
warm palm, ungloved he noted, cupped his balls, cradling them gently. The
teenager was already panting softly by then.
“S-Sensei…” he called with a low voice.
“Hrm?”
“I…haven’t done this with anyone else…”
“With a man?”
Naruto’s mouth twisted. “C’mon Kaka-sensei. This is me we’re talking about. With anyone.”
The hand paused for a second before the cradle around his
testicles tightened ever so slightly. Naruto groaned
at the added pressure, making him rock his hips. The sensation left before
doubling as Kakashi’s fingers bound themselves around
his cock instead. “Then I guess we shouldn’t go further, eh Naruto?
The blond drove his ass backwards harder, in an attempt to
get that infuriating hand moving. “W-Why not?” He
craned his neck further, widening his lips into a challenging sneer towards Kakashi’s direction in spite of the fact that he couldn’t
see him. “Don’t want to do it with a demon? I hear it’s quite an experien-”
“Nope. I just thought you’d like to
lose your virginity to someone special.”
“So you’re not even going to indulge me in a pity fuck then?
Hey, I could do a henge of Sasuke-kun-”
The name positively dripped with disdain, “-if you want.”
“Just stow it, Naruto,” was his
teacher’s harsh hiss. His erection was squeezed in a punishing grip that left
the teenager moaning. “I’m not going to pity you because of that. Your original
offer was a blowjob but if you want to get fucked, let me know and I’ll indulge
you.”
Naruto’s mouth tightened into a
thin line. He voiced his answer against the flat surface of the table in a
muttered, muffled, “Do it. Fuck me.”
A short pause and a barely audible sigh.
“Wait here a moment.”
The pulse of Kakashi’s chakra was
barely detectable, honed to be hidden with years of training. He had walked to
another part of the apartment and Naruto’s sharp
hearing caught a cupboard snapping shut. There was no point moving from his
current position or lifting up the blindfold. That would mean that the offer
would be nullified. There was a constant throbbing sensation between his
thighs; the mere thought of having Kakashi, his sensei inside him, deriving pleasure
from his very own virgin body was intoxicating. His cock twitched with the
anticipation of it. Legs slid further open expectantly, bare feet sliding
across the tiles.
“What a pretty sight,” Kakashi
breathed behind him when he had returned. “Knowing you, I would have expected
you to try and peek but you didn’t. Good boy.”
The student felt desirable, sexy even with those words. He
was sure that the older man could see him licking his lips in a deliberate
manner that there was no question to what he wanted. He began to purr so
convincingly, in such a way that no human could ever hope to imitate. The
furniture underneath him resonated from the vibrations coming from his throat.
“Kakashi-sensei…you kept me waiting here…I was so lonely…”
Warmth enveloped him when the copy-nin
draped his own body over him. The hard shaft poking in between his buttocks was
unmistakable and Kakashi kissed his cheek chastely.
“Aw, I’m sorry Naruto-kun. I needed to find some
lube. I wouldn’t want to make your first time painful.”
Kyuubi was horrifyingly right, Naruto realized as Kakashi
started to grind his hips against him. Man could be so easily manipulated with
the primal instinct of lust. The boy gasped when his instructor’s erect cock
pressed hard against him with enough force to bruise. Men like the calculated,
seemingly flippant Hatake Kakashi.
Hands were caressing up his forearms before their fingers entangled with each
other briefly. Kakashi who was getting ready to fuck a seventeen year old boy who was
once his student. Desperate sensations ran rampant in the blond’s body, strengthening that ache even more. He finally
threw his head back, bumping it against the other’s shoulder.
“You’re teasing me…just…just-”
“Put it in?” Kakashi supplied
easily. It was so easy to notice the changes in his tone; the usual nonchalance
had transformed itself into a husky drawl. “Gotta prepare you first. Relax and it’ll hurt less.”
The metal plating on Naruto’s
forehead protector scraped against the table. The man’s hot breath was hitting
the back of his neck and a slick digit was probing itself against his entrance,
seeking access. It was uncomfortably awkward and when half that finger slipped
in, he could feel his body resisting, causing a stinging, painful sensation. He
hissed quietly and shifted his body.
“Hey, hey. Don’t tense up.” His
instructor continued to trail quick, open-mouthed kisses down the blond’s neck and that finger was fully in now, stroking his
insides idly. “Don’t tell me that you’re afraid.”
Of course he was afraid. He had never done this before but Kakashi was a man he could trust with his life. Kakashi knew what he was doing. Kakashi
would never hurt him. Physically at least. But he
would never tell him that, oh no. Sasuke – that
self-centered prick with a lump of ice for a heart- would bend over and not
even twitch, Naruto bit down on his bottom lip and
tore it in the process with a sharp incisor.
“You’re bleeding,” Kakashi
observed, rather redundantly. The closeness of the deep, calm voice startled
the boy slightly. “Here, let me get that.”
Naruto found himself being kissed.
His teacher’s dry, warm lips on his own. The angle was
bad due to his position on the table, but he didn’t care. He was being kissed.
No one had ever done that for him. Vaguely his mind could process two fingers
stretching him but the friction burned in the background. And then it raced up
his backbone as a sharp spike of pleasure
“Do you like this?” he was asked when Kakashi’s
tongue swiped once at the corner of his mouth and Naruto
tilted his head back, parting his lips in invitation. That tongue was…very
distracting…
“You ready?”
“Kiss me more…” Naruto murmured
instead. He varied the pitch of his tone, making himself plead. “Please sensei…kiss me some more?”
“Naruto…”
His request was denied. The older man’s fingers and mouth withdrew,
leaving the teenager with an aching emptiness churning between his thighs. Naruto groaned loudly in protest; his initial lust had
returned tenfold, hitting him hard. When he pressed his torso back down onto
the table, causing his rear to move backwards he was met with another set of
hips pressing back with equal vigor. Kakashi’s hand
was holding him steady by the pelvic bone while something hot was pushing into
him, inside of him slowly. It was opening him up and his eyes shot open, world
dark behind the cloth wrapped around the top part of his face. Naruto’s breath was catching in his chest and then came out
of his mouth in quick, hoarse pants.
“Sensei,,,! It hurts…” the teenager
begged softly. His fingers were clawing lightly into the wood.
“Shhh Naruto. It gets better…you’ll see,” Kakashi whispered soothingly. “Can you feel it? Inside of you?” Teeth nipped gently at his ear,
affectionately.
The youth whimpered from the penetration, unable to decide
whether he abhorred it or liked it. It wasn’t all the way in, he could tell and
Kakashi perhaps feeling sorry for him,
took his softening cock into his warm fingers. Naruto’s
whimpers changed in pitch, into a breathy voice. Momentarily the pleasure
overcame the pain, leaving the stinging back in the recesses of his conscience.
Naruto’s mouth dropped open in a
moan. Kakashi had taken the opportunity to thrust his
cock fully inside.
“See, the worst is over,” the older man said coolly, though
just barely. The fingers on the blond’s length
stilled for a second and his next words came out in a rush. “Gods you feel so
fucking good.”
The boy writhed on the table like a snake trying to escape
before his instructor’s free hand slapped down onto his shoulder, pinning him
down. The intrusion inside him began to move, slowly and carefully. The initial
agony had faded away…or he had blocked it out. It didn’t matter of course. Kakashi was coddling his cock, stroking it and rubbing the precum around the crown. It caused Naruto
to stop, enabling him to briefly pick out the different maelstrom of sensations
that raced through his body. Lust was the most predominant one, overwhelming
everything. The stretching pain, he realized, was really, really nice.
“Do it fast and hard,” Naruto
finally said, startling himself with his demand.
“Naruto…?” Kakashi
sounded slightly incredulous. “I don’t know… it is your first time and you
might tear and all…”
“Shit, when have you ever cared about hurting me?” Naruto spat impatiently. He drove his ass, hard, grinding
that hard erection inside him. “You know I’m tough. Fuck me and don’t hold
back.”
He could almost hear the other man grind his jaw together. “Fine.”
This time, what Naruto asked, he
got. And the piece of furniture he was
being fucked on like a bitch in heat was creaking in protest.
“S-S-Sen-nsei!…Oh
Gods!” The boy nearly screamed.
“Be loud as you want, Naruto, I
took the liberty in applying a sound-blocking jutsu
earlier.”
Kakashi’s voice was laboured and he was grunting. The table edge kept digging
into the fox-boy’s marked, tanned belly and he didn’t care. His ribs were being
pushed down uncomfortably onto the wooden surface and the friction burned
terribly with each thrust and he didn’t care about that either. Hands gripped
at the bones of his hips, lifting them up to meet the cock shoving itself into
him in such a savage, animalistic manner.
Fuck me make it all go
away fuck me fuck me…faster harder till I forget everything…
Naruto’s screams were filled with
pleasure because Kakashi had expertly angled himself
to hit his prostrate. He always used to think of sex as ‘hot, steamy
lovemaking’- courtesy of Jiraiya’s trashy novels. Romantic, moonlit sakura-filled settings
and whatnot. Forget that…getting it up the ass by your teacher on a crappy
kitchen table was much better.
“Ah…I think I’m getting close! Harder, sensei! There,
there!”
His hand dragged down the wood, new-grown talons leaving a
path of deep, splintered gouges. He hadn’t even realized it till Kakashi abruptly pulled out and flipped him over, having
him lie on his back with trembling legs dangling off the edge.
“Why’d you stop!?” Naruto practically yelled. His own cock was aching with
need. “And I was getting close too!”
“You’re coherent…that’s good” Kakashi
sounded almost relieved. “So…apparently not only does anger bring out the Kyuubi, but lust too.”
“Ah…what?”
Unfortunately it was true. He ran his tongue quickly over
his teeth, noticing that they were much sharper than normal. He didn’t need to
look into the mirror to see that his eyes were now red. The older ninja was
tracing his fingers around Naruto’s seal and the
fox’s amusement was acutely felt not only underneath it, but also running up
his veins and straight into his head.
There is no need to
stop, it was saying. Make him
continue.
“Is that a reason to stop? I guess it’s just my appearance.
It’s not as if I’m going to flip out or anything,” Naruto
finally said, inwardly cursing at the transformation.
“Maybe we should let you calm down a bit…”
“What? You’re afraid…?”
The fingers on his stomach faltered a bit. The blond raised
one knee, bending it to expose himself even more.
“Fuck me, Kakashi.” He
deliberately omitted the honorific, creating a mocking illusion that they were
almost equals. “Aw, c’mon I want to cum. And I’m sure you weren’t far behind.”
“Persistent as always, you little shit.”
Kakashi slipped back inside him
with ease and Naruto cried out, curling both legs
around the other’s waist. And he knew, judging by the older man’s renewed, extra
enthusiasm that the added demon factor just made everything much, much more
exciting…
…for a mere mortal,
that is. Wait; was that his thinking or the fox’s?
The friction burning was more tolerable this time around. Abandoned
in his own thrill, Naruto’s hand moved from the table
to Kakashi’s back, unconsciously starting to destroy
the skin there. Kakashi grabbed the tanned wrist,
slamming it unsympathetically back onto the surface. He changed his stance,
unclasping his hold on the hand and shifting both of his own palms underneath
the youth’s buttocks for a better grip, leaning forward to tower over the
writhing body underneath him. The ninja’s mouth latched onto his underling’s
sweaty neck, licking and kissing and Naruto felt his
dry lips swiped with a wet tongue. The reddened, leaking tip of Naruto’s cock kept brushing up against Kakashi’s
tight stomach and the combined feelings of absolutely everything happening to
him was simply amazing.
The blond pushed his shoulders down, arching his back as he
tried to form words when his climax hit him with a full force of a gale. His
voice came out a slur of broken, hoarse sobs instead. In his post-orgasmic haze
he could vaguely feel Kakashi still pounding into
him; his own semen smearing all over their abdomens in a slimy, sticky mess and
then, hot wetness spurting inside him.
The older man collapsed onto him with a satiated sigh. Naruto turned his head, catching the side of Kakashi’s face against his cheek. He felt clammy and
stiflingly hot at the same time.
“That was awesome,” he murmured, breaking the silence. “We
should do it again sometime, sensei.”
“I’d rather not,” the other man replied. “I don’t want any
unnecessary feelings getting in the way.”
He must have made a disappointed expression on his face
because Kakashi added, “Anyway, I think you and Sasuke are better suited for each other.”
“Bah. I bet he’d rather get off with Sakura than me.”
“Don’t sound so bitter. You influence him more than you
think.” Kakashi began to pick himself up. “Now, do
you want me to lead you to the bathroom to get washed up or do you want to wait
here while I have a quick shower?”
“And after all this, you’re still afraid of me seeing your
face,” the blond grumbled. “You go first. Don’t worry, I won’t peek.”
“Glad to hear that.”
Kakashi’s gave Naruto
a gentle pat on the knee and began to walk away.
“Ah, sensei?”
“Yeah?”
“You’re not going to tell that old pervert and old bag about
it, are ya? You know, the
whole fox thing coming out.”
There was a slight pause, as if Kakashi
was weighing up his answer. “Why, is there any reason I should not?”
The boy smirked. “They’d ask you how you’d know that. I know
that you want to keep what we just did a secret. Anyways, it’s no big deal. I
think it’s normal, y’know. If me
getting pissed off brings out Kyuubi, then me being
really horny shouldn’t be far off. Not only that, Tsunade’s
gonna go crazy with all her stupid tests and you know
how much I hate that.”
“Well I guess you’re right.”
“And uh, sensei? Sorry about your
table…and your back.”
“Both of us will live. Don’t worry about that. Look, I’ll be
done in five minutes. Stay put.”
While Kakashi was showering, Naruto allowed himself to lie limply on the table. He
sighed deeply, trying to ignore the caking substance on his belly or the liquid
that felt as if it was slobbering itself down the crack of his ass. The bridge
of his nose was sore from the weight of the blindfold as well. Legs swung
childishly as he thought of something. The boy began to chuckle softly, but
with no real humour in his muted laughter.
Heh…guess that bastard Uchiha
will have to do with sloppy seconds.
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