Weird week | By : Akaatje Category: Naruto > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 2744 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Hello there. It has beena couple of years for me. But I wanted to write this. So I took some time and I wrote it. I wanted to finish it before putting it online. I hate toread stories that are not complete and I wanted a finished piece. That is why I waited untill I was done writing and that is the reason why I could upload it now.
This is a piece filled with gay love. A triangle story, with Ibiki, Kakashi and Iruka as main players. If you don't like that, that is fine, then don't read this piece.
If the characters sound a little OOC, I apologize. At leat I tried my best and this is the way I think they would act and react.
I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing this. Please leave a review if you did enjoy it. Thank you :)
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It had been years. Ibiki sighs and places a hand on his desk. It really had been years. Anko shouldn't be laughing about it if she exactly knew how many years it has bin. Perhaps she would grab him in a hug and squeeze him. But she didn't know, and therefore she was currently laughing her ass of. She may think that he wouldn't be able to hear it, but he was the Head of interrogation and they were standing right outside his door.
The woman was chatting loudly with her colleagues, talking about work, nins, partners and sex. She had the nerve to ask if there was anybody who liked her. Gai said something about her being Youthful and she giggled. After that, she asked if some were interested in him, Morino Ibiki.
A couple were quick to tell her that it was 'Morino-sama' and that he should be respected. If he wasn't respected, with his reputation, that what would've become of them? Others told her something along the lines of 'he is very dominant and I don't think I can handle that'. There was no one who said they would like to lay with him. Perhaps there is no one who could handle it.
Ibiki sighs and gets up from his chair. The woman should know better then to bring in sake and her buddies. This was the Interrogation building, not a cafe. He rolls his eyes and brings his hand up to his head. They are way to loud for Shinobi. He groans. That is what alcohol does to a Shinobi's mind. It makes them more carefree.
He looks at the door and sighs. He could just wander out of his office, into the makeshift party on the other side of the door. They would certainly be surprised to see him. Imagine the look on their faces if he would even drink a cup of sake with them.
He frowns. They would probably seek guidance of the Hokage, to check out his strange behavior. He shakes his head. He does not want to meet that woman right now. He tugs at his knee. She would probably yell at him and try to knock him unconscious, so she could examine his knee. Perhaps suggest another massage. He smirks.
"I knew you would be here."
Ibiki tenses up. There is another person in the room. A person who is good at hiding his presence and his chakra. Ibiki didn't sense him come in. Even now, making his presence clear by talking to him, Ibiki has no idea were to look. Is it a missing nin? Somebody that wants revenge on him? That is a long list.
"It is a good thing it is weekend, isn't it?" Breath hits Ibiki's ear. Hands grab his arms and within the blink of an eye he lies on his desk, face down, buttocks up. A hand caresses his behind and he tenses up. He pulls his arms towards him.
"Not a chance." A jolt of chakra passes through his limbs and Ibiki is stunned. He tries to lift his head to look at the intruder. His head is to heavy and a blindfold is placed on his eyes. "You are mine." His vest is taken of. "Only mine." A mouth kisses the back of his neck and works his way towards Ibiki's ear. The smell of dogs, earth and weapon oil fills his nostrils. "Just this once." The person whispers. "I'm sorry."
Ibiki opens his mouth but a hand is quick to cover it. "No screaming, no grunting. Only sounds of pleasure." Ibiki frowns and moves his head towards the side. A kunai slips through his shirt and slices it open. Cold air hits his back and he closes his eyes. A hand ghosts over his back and a soft groans escapes his mouth.
Ibiki shuts his mouth and holds his breath. Something is stirring in his gut. Something that hadn't be stirring for years. His cheeks heath up and he forces his head down towards the desk. It shouldn't be stirring right now. Not when he is pushed against his desk, with an unknown Shinobi on his back, whose hands ghost over his skin, scratching him, pinching him.
The hands stop and the unknown Shinobi leans over him. "What is that?" He kisses Ibiki's scalp. "Getting excited?" A tongue licks Ibiki's neck, all the way down to his buttocks. "Could it be that you like not being in charge for once?" A chuckle is heard and a hand slips down underneath Ibiki's hips. It lifts him up and grabs his manhood. His stiff manhood.
Ibiki groans and scrunches his eyes close. Getting assaulted by somebody unknown and getting excited about it. If anybody knew, he would never live it down.
"What do you want?" He grunts. He keeps his head on the desks surface and grits his teeth. If the man, it is obviously a man, judging from the bulge Ibiki can feel on his ass, wants to fuck him, he could just get it over with. Perhaps is it better if he had intentions to kill Ibiki. That would be more welcoming at the moment.
A chuckle is heard again and the man leans forwards. "I came here to relieve some tension." He speaks. "It was a very long mission. And nobody else can handle me at my worst." A mouth licks, sucks and bites Ibiki's shoulder. "But now I've changed my mind."
Hands are on Ibiki's side, lifting him up and turning him around. His back hits the desk, hard, and he scrunches up his face. "I am going to do other stuff now."
Ibiki freezes. He opens his eyes, but his sight is still constructed by the blindfold. "What are you going to do?" This is not a missing nin. This is a Shinobi of Leaf, who just came back from a mission. A stress filled mission, so the man needed some tension relieve. He came to Ibiki because Ibiki is the only one who can handle it. It must be a strong Shinobi then, but which one?
Ibiki shifts his head from side to side, trying to loosen the blindfold. The man has his hands on Ibiki's abdomen, caressing the skin and digging his nails in it. In one fluid motion, he pulls Ibiki's pants down and throws them away.
"I am going to relieve some of your tension, Morino-sama." The last word is said in a whisper. A tongue licks Ibiki's penis and he tenses up. Ibiki's balls are played with, his penis is sucked and another hand of the man moves over his skin.
Ibiki shakes his head. This can not be happening. He is the Head of interrogation, who is now getting head. This can't be. His arms lie still next to him, but he bucks his hips like he isn't stunned.
The mouth leaves his penis for a moment and another chuckle is heard. "You're enjoying this, aren't you?" The man leans over Ibiki's frame. His hands dig in Ibiki's sides. "Better keep your voice down." He brings his face close towards Ibiki's. "The others are still outside your office, partying and getting drunk. Wouldn't want them to get inside and see you like this, hot and flustered. Naked, like the day you were born." Lips ghost over Ibiki's lips. "Sexy." The mouth kisses him, and the tongue forces its way inside, exploring Ibiki's cave.
A hand moves up and down his shaft. Heath is building up in Ibiki's gut. It has been years, he knows it. This is not a healthy way to end those years, here in his office, on his back, by some unknown strong Konoha Shinobi. But it is happening. And he can't stop it.
He bucks his hips and throws his head back. The mans lips are still on his own. That is his luck, as he groans inside his mouth, before passing out on his desk.
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