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The Anniversary	By : micahn10 Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Kakashi/Iruka Views: 1300 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own, nor do I make any money from Naruto. The Naruto-verse and it’s characters belong to Masashi Kishimoto.

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- 1-The Anniversary
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Title: The Anniversary

Genre: PWP

Characters: Iruka, Kakashi

Rating: R - NC-17ish…

Summery: There’s meant to be a plot to this? Kakashi and Iruka are celebrating an anniversary… of sorts.

Disclaimer: Naruto belongs to Masashi Kishimoto. Don't own, don't make money. It's merely for my own amusement. ALSO, No gay-nin prides were harmed during the making of this fic. Iruka knows Kakashi loves his very manly bits XD

Warning: This is sexy no jutsu!Iruka - if you don't like, don't read.

Panting filtered out from the small apartment bedroom. A constant of moans and curses, squeaks and clanging. The scent of musk and sex, the shine of sweat, discarded clothes and forgotten books.

“Kakashi fuck.” Iruka grunted. “Oh fuck, oh fuck, ohfuckohfuckohfu-”

“Lang-u-age,” Kakashi punctuated each syllable with another thrust.

“Shut. Up. You. Bas-” Iruka’s thighs convulsed around Kakashi’s waist. “Gods… y-you never… ahh… never said… nnggh-KASHI!”

Kakashi’s mouth curved around the bit of flesh he was mauling, smug and oh so satisfied. He licked a red swollen nipple apologetically, tongue tracing a line down and under Iruka’s breast, following its perfect curve back up and around and over until reaching the clavicle.

Iruka gasped, elongated nails digging into his lovers shoulder blades.

“Ruka…” Kakashi growled in pain and pleasure. He released his bruising hold on the chuunin’s waist, sliding his palm and fingers along soft, smooth, tan flesh. Over stomach muscles, between the breasts and along the neck until each digit became tangled in dampened chocolate strands. His eyes lingered on their undulating bodies, their motions perfectly synchronized.

Tightening his grip, Kakashi tilted the chuunins head back.

Iruka moaned into the touch, his breath hitching. “Ka-”

Kakashi’s head snapped up, bi-coloured eyes drinking in the sight of his lust crazed lover. His lips curled, feral and unguarded before he jerked Iruka forward and smashed their lips together.

Tongue and lips slick with saliva, Iruka pulled back. “Kashi I-I’m… nnng… oh gods-”

His heels dug into the small of Kakashi’s back forcing him deeper, wanting, needing to be filled until he screamed with pleasure. Kakashi’s balls slapped against his warm wet flesh, each thrust losing its rhythm to urgency. Forward and back, in and out, harder and faster, longer and deeper. More, more, more.

“Ka… ka… shi…” Iruka’s toes curled, his spine arching clear off the bed.

Kakashi groaned against his lovers shoulder continually pounding into that deliciously contracting heat before biting down to muffle his own release. Iruka bucked under the elation of being completely filled, his inner walls pulsating, causing Kakashi to thrust again even as his cock softened.

They stayed like that, the jounin’s moonlit body perched over Iruka’s shadowed torso, while riding out the last of each small pleasurable shockwave. It took a few gasping breaths and frantic heart beats more before Kakashi’s muscles finally gave out, body collapsing fully atop an equally short of breath partner.

“That was…” Iruka panted, hand shakily reaching out and threading through sweat slicked silver hair. He smiled at how half continued its gravity defying ways, while the other was firmly plastered to Kakashi’s cheek and neck. The man was dishevelled beyond comprehension and still sexy as hell.

“That,” the chuunin blushed. “That was, uh, I mean… have you ever…? While…?” he made a faint motion towards his current feminine form. An idle hope that Naruto had no clue about his jutsu’s bedroom perks.

Kakashi lazily shook his head, face nestled against the crook of Iruka’s neck.

Iruka felt himself blush hotter. “You - you should. It‘s different. It‘s… it’s…”

“Sensei,” Kakashi slowly pushed himself to his elbows, his cock sliding out of the chuunin in the process. He moaned. Fingers flexing against the mattress. It took a moment but then he was back, eyes glistening, a predatory smile in place. Licking his lips he leered. “Did you… enjoy yourself?”

“I-” A single silver eyebrow rose, daring him to lie.

Iruka bit his lip and ducked his head, resting it against Kakashi’s chest. He mumbled something that might have been an assent, or possibly a comment on the curtains.

“Sorry,” Kakashi drawled. “I didn’t catch that. You’ll have to speak louder.”

There was another mumble before Kakashi pulled away and grasped Iruka’s chin, tilting his head up. The sensei’s blush flared and Kakashi found his brow inching even higher. With a sly grin he pecked his lovers nose and slid lower, leaving messy butterfly kisses along a tan jaw and slender neck.

“Sensei…?” Kakashi offered one last chance before his grin turned wicked and he dipped down, teeth nipping at an already sensitive breast while two fingers caressed between the chuunin’s thighs.

“Yes!” Iruka yelped, body jerking. “Gods yes. It was good, really, really… kami-sama forgive me, but it was good. Are you happy now?” he practically growled.

“Happy, sated and sleepy.” Kakashi flopped beside his lover on the futon. “Thank you Ruka.”

“Th-there’s no need,” Iruka stuttered, leaning in to gently kiss Kakashi’s forehead. His fingers circled around the jounin’s slender neck, tickling gosling-soft silver hairs. “I enjoyed it too.”

Kakashi’s second brow rose at the sight of his lovers steadily increasing blush. His own fingers idly trailing an invisible path along finely curved hips. “You’re not done yet, are you?”

“Nope.” Iruka smirked. He brought a hand back around, and rubbed the smudge of lipstick along Kakashi’s cheek. Leaning in to steal another kiss, he whispered. “As fun as all this has been, I’m not doing it again Kakashi-kun. So we’re going to play until my body gives in - not yours.”

Over come with a lazy smile, Kakashi saluted, gave his best “Yes, sensei!” and rolled off of the futon to rummage through their bedroom closet.

Iruka moved closer, stretching himself out along the edge of their bed, hand rubbing small circles down his abdomen. “What are you doing?”

“One can’t play,” Kakashi paused long enough to glance over his shoulder and wink. “Unless one has toys.”

“Toys…?”

“Yes,” Kakashi gave a little ‘ah-ha!’ before pulling out a rather large box. A box Iruka had never seen before. A box that appeared to be heavy and… rattled. “Toys.”

Iruka stared at the jounin warily for a long moment. Eyes shifting between the box, its contents and his gleefully excited boyfriend. Finally he shrugged and smiled. What the hell? It wasn’t every day one celebrate the anniversary of Icha Icha Paradise.
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