You and Me - Kakashi/SNJ!Sasuke fic [Part 2]
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But now's not the time for instruction; now is the time to swallow up Sasuke's moan in his own, and squeeze down on Sasuke's ass, and pull up, and Kakashi knows that when he does that, Sasuke can feel the pull all the way down. Kakashi knows that Sasuke's lips, the soft little pussy lips that he had just been exploring, are tugged up and apart by the slow, hard squeeze... and he gets his confirmation when Sasuke groans and squirms, hard nipples brushing Kakashi's collarbone.
Letting out his own groan, Kakashi kisses down the side of Sasuke's face to his neck, and he looks past Sasuke's shoulder into the mirror again. As he skims his teeth over pale, silken skin, he grips and spreads Sasuke open again, displaying his asshole and his flushed, aroused pussy, the light catching the wetness that lines his open slit, glistening.
Kakashi releases his grip and slides a hand inward, brushes against the cleft of Sasuke's ass, and then skims a fingertip over his little pink pucker.
"Mhhh," Sasuke breathes out, his thighs trembling. So Kakashi does it again, holds Sasuke's asscheeks open with one hand, and circles his asshole with a light touch. That's not what he's interested in right now, but it'll get him where he wants to go - Sasuke arches his back, pressing his tits against Kakashi's chest, and then rolls his hips forward.
Yesss, he's so hot and soft where he presses up against Kakashi's cock, and so slippery, his wetness smearing the underside of Kakashi's shaft. They both gasp at the feel of it, and Kakashi drags his hands up to Sasuke's hips, and he grips them, and he uses his touch to coax Sasuke to press in closer.
After a very brief hesitation, Sasuke thrusts his pelvis forward slowly, panting against the side of Kakashi's face. Hips roll, and Sasuke drags his wet sex against the hot, hard thickness of Kakashi's cock.
"Uh--" Kakashi grunts, and he leans back, lays back against the bed, and he looks down to watch Sasuke move against him. And ohhh, it's such a dirty sight, Sasuke leaning down to brace his hands beside Kakashi's ribs, his tits swinging forward, his face pink, teeth digging into his full bottom lip... and his hips rolling forward as he grinds himself against Kakashi's cock. His lower lips spread open and glide against the sides of Kakashi's shaft as he slides back, and he leaves Kakashi so wet... then slides right back up over it, and stops and makes little hip-circles at Kakashi's head, his full, pink-flushed vulva seeming to kiss Kakashi's fat, flared cock-head as he moves.
Now Sasuke's eyebrows are drawn down, his eyes squeezed tight, and his lips are parted. Kakashi reaches a hand up to caress the rosy cap of Sasuke's breast, plucking lightly at the nipple, and Sasuke moans softly and makes another down-and-up slide on Kakashi's aching erection.
"Feels good," Kakashi says, half a question.
Sasuke nods wordlessly, his eyes still closed, and Kakashi licks his lips. Sasuke's scent is strong in his nose, and his earlier resolution comes back to him.
"Let's roll over," Kakashi suggests in a whisper. He thrusts slowly up against Sasuke's wetness, his veined shaft rubbing along Sasuke's clitoris on the way, and Sasuke moans before he answers.
"Why?" he asks, dragging his eyelids open to peer down at his lover.
"Mh, so I can go down on you," Kakashi replies in a murmur, and the man flicks a thumb over Sasuke's nipple and thrusts against him again, and Sasuke agrees. Kakashi's been the very picture of restraint, hasn't come close to ravishing him, as Sasuke had originally suspected he'd do, has actually let Sasuke do as he pleased for the most part... and Sasuke has to admit to himself that, now that he's become somewhat acquainted with this body, he's curious what it's like, being on the receiving end of that. And curious, too, about how good Kakashi is at it.
Not that he'd know the difference between good and bad, when it came to this... and not that he'd care. The way he feels right now, anything would feel good, any kind of contact.
"Mmmmh," Sasuke moans as Kakashi's mouth closes over a nipple, before he's even settled on his back. His legs are parted, and Kakashi's long torso is between them, and his mouth and tongue are sliding across Sasuke's chest. He sucks on Sasuke's other nipple, harder this time and with a flick of his tongue, and now Sasuke can feel it all the way down to his clit, tingling and swollen in its fleshy little hood. He feels like it's the size of a cherry by now, though he knows that's anatomically impossible, ridiculous... but the thought of Kakashi sucking on it, licking it, as swollen and sensitive as it feels, makes him groan and push down on Kakashi's shoulders.
He can see the very edge of a smile as Kakashi licks his way down Sasuke's belly, pausing to nip at his navel, white teeth sharp against the pale skin. Sasuke can see his own heartbeat at his breastbone, and he can feel Kakashi's hard chest pressed against his wetness, and smearing it further as he slides down.
A slow, open-mouthed kiss against the gentle swell of Sasuke's mound, Kakashi's hot breath drifting down over his open labia, and Sasuke's nearly shaking with anticipation. Kakashi pulls back, to loop Sasuke's legs over his shoulders, and he looks up to give Sasuke a narrow, pink-faced grin just before he drops his face... to lick at Sasuke's inner thighs, his mound, to kiss his belly. Not going where Sasuke wants him yet, but teasing him, instead.
What the hell? Sasuke wonders, suddenly irritated that Kakashi would choose to be difficult in a situation that Sasuke isn't entirely comfortable with. He digs his heels into Kakashi's back, but the man doesn't seem to take the hint; instead, he just breathes in deeply, his nose a bare centimeter away from Sasuke's crotch.
"Goddamn, you smell good," Kakashi breathes, and the exhalation against Sasuke's wetness makes him clench up again, makes his nipples tingle.
"You don't have to... go slow," Sasuke says, fighting to sound merely informative, instead of argumentative. So far, they've not had any of the little differences of opinion that often pop up during sex, and Sasuke wants to keep it that way. "I'm still... a man."
Kakashi lays a lick along one side of his vagina, a long, slow one that makes his lips tingle, then pulls his face up again. "I'm not sure what you mean," he says, his eyes heavy lidded, but with a little too much of that flat look that says he's hiding some amusement.
"Just..." Sasuke grits his teeth and reaches down, takes hold of Kakashi's head and pushes.
Kakashi lets him. With another lazy grin, he slides his tongue out, and liiiiicks, all the way up Sasuke's slit.
"Ohgod," Sasuke hisses, letting his shoulders fall back on the bed.
"You like that?" Kakashi asks, then he does it again, just as slow, just as long.
"Yessss," Sasuke breathes, and he spreads his thighs to offer more of himself, in a wordless plea that Kakashi keep going. Kakashi does, dragging the flat of his tongue up Sasuke's wet cleft again, and then closing his lips at the top, encircling Sasuke's clit.
It seems to throb in Kakashi's hot mouth, and Sasuke is moaning before Kakashi even starts sucking. The man's mouth tightens, his tongue pressing against the sensitive little bundle of nerves, wet and just rough enough to be perfect. He pulls up, and Sasuke is panting when Kakashi opens his mouth to speak... but seeing the hazy, pleasured expression on Sasuke's face, he changes his mind and goes back down.
It tastes amazing... it's so similar to the way Sasuke's precum usually tastes, but more subtle, less bitter. Kakashi pulls in a heavy breath through his nose as he laps at Sasuke's swollen clit, and the primitive, animal part of his brain registers: female. And that's the difference, and Kakashi wonders with a quick burst of indulgent amusement exactly how much Sasuke studied up for this. Did he study hormones? Did he get into genetic markers? All the intricate, glandular ins and outs of the female reproductive system? He must have, because this smell is far too intrinsically female for it to be a coincidence.
But still mixed with Sasuke's basic scent, that unique aroma that lingers on his pillow in the morning, that has over time crept into the leather of Kakashi's gloves, the scent that, under the right circumstances, only the slightest whiff of can make Kakashi hard.
And he's hard as hell, now. His cock is heavy between his legs, standing out from his body, the weight of it tugging on the skin around his base. It sways when he leans closer to lick long, slow stripes up Sasuke's center again, and he moans.
Sasuke moans back, and tangles his fingers deeper into Kakashi's hair. His thighs are trembling on either side of his lover's face, and he can feel the rough burr of Kakashi's stubble against the thin skin there... and he can feel little earthquakes inside him every time Kakashi kisses or licks or sucks his sensitive little bud. And when Kakashi licks like that, his tongue sliding against his inner lips and parting them, Sasuke can feel his insides clench up, and he wonders if Kakashi can feel that against his tongue.
And just as he wonders that, the hot muscle of Kakashi's tongue presses deeper, inside him. Deeper than his own finger went earlier, and then deeper still, and Sasuke wonders where went the affronted reluctance of earlier. Now, he's not at all self-conscious of this body; it gives him pleasure, and it gives Kakashi pleasure, and...
"Oooooh, god," Sasuke cries out. Kakashi's started lapping at him again, his tongue flexing and gliding against his clit in a short, steady rhythm. Sasuke tosses his head to the side with a sharp moan in his woman's voice, and as he does, he catches movement.
The mirror. He can't see everything, but he can see the soft curve of his belly, his bent legs, the grey fluff of Kakashi's hair, Kakashi's arms and torso. And Kakashi's cock, jutting out proudly, almost parallel with his stomach. So fucking hard, he's so hard, Sasuke thinks, as Kakashi's tongue dips inside him again, hot and insistent, and then it's back up to his clit, and there's pressure and heat and wetness, and that short, steady rhythm again --
Sasuke feels his own back arch up, and he presses his hips against Kakashi's face. Kakashi's moan buzzes against him, and there are waves of pleasure, waves lapping at his entire body, from his fingertips to his toes. His nipples are tingling and hard, and swaying on his chest where his breasts are bouncing from the way he's flexing up, and Kakashi's devouring him, opening his mouth wide to cover the whole, wet length of Sasuke's slit, and sucking, and licking, and groaning, and so fucking hard in the mirror--
Sasuke's thighs spasm, and as they do, he feels an alarming sensation - his chakra is disturbed, and he knows he's about to lose this form. But he wants to experience this fully, not just pop back into his male body, and come all over his belly, or in Kakashi's mouth, as good as that would be... He's committed this far, and he wants to see it through. So he focuses, focuses intensely on Kakashi's tongue swiping rhythmically over his swollen clitoris, and on the little muscular twitches he can feel inside himself. And as he does, he claims this body for his own - these are his breasts, that's his vagina, and it's his hard little clit that Kakashi is sucking on.
And then all he can do is drop open his mouth and dig his toes into the bed and hang onto Kakashi's hair for dear life, and moan, because it all breaks over him like a warm, crashing wave--
"Oh god, oohhhhh," he moans, his head thrown back against the mattress as it washes through him. "Hnnnn, Kah- kashiiii..."
... and it recedes, tidal. Slowly, his body quivering as the jolts continue, decreasing in intensity, but rocking him all the same.
"God," he whispers as his thigh muscles go lax, to spread open lazily at either side of Kakashi's face.
Kakashi hums in satisfaction as he feels Sasuke wind down underneath him, and he keeps licking Sasuke's insides out, tasting him for as long as he can. He's careful to avoid the now-surely-oversensitive clit, but just slides his tongue up and down, still breathing him in in deep, shaking breaths.
"Mhhhh," Sasuke moans again, his soft voice exhausted, satisfied. The sound twines all through Kakashi's body, it twists between his hips, it coils the insistent heat in his lower belly tighter. When he feels Sasuke pull at his shoulders with relaxed, uncoordinated fingers, Kakashi drags himself up. And over Sasuke's body, pressing them chest to chest as they kiss.
Sasuke hums quietly as their mouths come together, and he can taste himself on Kakashi's tongue, on his lips, and he's smeared all over Kakashi's face - Kakashi's skin is moist and sticky from his chin almost up to his cheekbones. And the smell - it's pungent, evocative, it's sex, even though it doesn't smell the same as usual. But Sasuke breathes it in as he sucks on Kakashi's hot tongue, and he realizes - he's still aroused. Kakashi grunts in his mouth as his cock rubs up against Sasuke's inner thigh, and Sasuke closes his eyes, and concentrates on the flickers of arousal sparking inside him.
He had known about this difference between the sexes, but hadn't applied it to this situation yet. He's still aroused. And that means -
"Roll over," he says against Kakashi's swollen lips.
"Mmhhmmrr," Kakashi says, or something like it, with a grin against Sasuke's face as he rolls over onto his side, and then his back as Sasuke moves to straddle him.
Sasuke hovers there, his hands planted beside broad shoulders, his knees to either side of the man's narrow hips, his nipples and vagina and lips all just inches away from touching Kakashi. His heart is still beating a mile a minute, and his joints are still weak and watery from climax, but watching Kakashi, watching him struggle to not reach out and take, it's enough to crank his desire all the way up again.
Sasuke leans down. His soft breasts settle against Kakashi's chest as their lips meet.
Kakashi closes his eyes and licks at Sasuke's tongue as it slides into his mouth, and he lets Sasuke twine their fingers together, and move his hands so that their fingers are intertwined on either side of his head. Sasuke's teasing a little, he thinks, or maybe just not quite ready to finish.
Or maybe not quite ready to do what Kakashi hopes he'll do. Because Kakashi is still hard as a rock, and Sasuke's still wet and eager, and their position is just perfect...
And yet, there is something tugging at Kakashi's conscience. It's almost his turn, he knows... he's gotten Sasuke off, he's made Sasuke feel good, but he hasn't yet had his own orgasm, and that is significant to him. Because... the way he got here, now, feels a little underhanded.
More than a little underhanded. More dishonest than he's comfortable with.
Because... Kakashi would never threaten to go elsewhere, if Sasuke wouldn't give him what he wanted; wouldn't threaten, and wouldn't do it. And yet, earlier, he knowingly deceived Sasuke into thinking he was doing exactly that. Sasuke's jealous streak is a weakness, and an easily exploitable one at that, and Kakashi was just... doing what he did, with Sasuke; playing games, pushing buttons, getting under his skin.
And yet... Kakashi is certain that Sasuke has been lied to and manipulated too often in his life, and the subtle puppeteering Kakashi performed in order to get Sasuke like this is beginning to eat at him, especially as he's certain he caused Sasuke actual emotional distress. Sasuke trusts him, as improbable and amazing as that is to him at times, and Kakashi wants to keep it that way.
He's not surprised when Sasuke reaches down to take his arousal in hand, and finds him softening, nearly flaccid.
"What is it?" Sasuke asks, his face still relaxed from orgasm. But his eyes have sharpened, and he's peering intently at Kakashi through sweaty black bangs.
Kakashi could hedge, he could make something up, he could distract Sasuke with some crude sexual comment, or he could just say he's tired. He brushes Sasuke's hair out of his eyes again as his mind goes over options, possible outcomes, plans of attack. As it does occasionally (these occasions almost always regarding Sasuke, he's found), his conscience is demanding nothing less than the complete truth.
He fights this urge, though, knowing from experience that, with all the sticky, snagging brambles of emotional stuntedness and distancing defense mechanisms shared between the two of them, an admission like this and the ensuing conversation (if they even get that far) is likely to get him walked out on. Maybe not for more than a few hours, if he's lucky anyway, but that's a few hours too many.
He strokes a hand down Sasuke's throat, and feels himself swell in Sasuke's loose grasp. He will tell Sasuke - honesty demands it. But not now. Eventually, they will have this out, and when they do, they can discuss Sasuke's unhealthy jealousy, and Kakashi's difficulty verbalizing the level of commitment he feels - the commitment that makes Sasuke's jealousy absolutely baseless. Now is definitely not the time for that, though - not with Sasuke's soft woman's body poised over his, from all evidence fully ready to receive him.
So Kakashi goes with option two - make something up.
"Too turned on," he says, and he feels himself twitch harder in Sasuke's hand, right on cue.
Sasuke makes a quiet sound, stroking Kakashi gently, his soft hips rocking from one side to the other. It's a mindless display of Sasuke's own arousal, and it has Kakashi swelling nearly back to his former state.
"Had to do something about it, or I was about to lose it," Kakashi whispers, sliding his fingertips up the outsides of Sasuke's spread thighs.
Sasuke nods and gives Kakashi another slow pump, then releases the man's cock and leans forward.
"You good now?" he asks, his breath warm against Kakashi's chin.
"Yeah," Kakashi whispers, dragging his touch up Sasuke's back, then twining his fingers into thick black hair.
"Good," Sasuke breathes, just the faintest puff of sound, and his lips are sealing over Kakashi's again. Warm and slow, just like the kisses at the very beginning, and he's draping himself over Kakashi's body again. So soft, his skin, his curves, his breasts, his lips, his kiss...
And then it gets harder, and Kakashi lets his lover pin his hands beside his head again, and he strains his neck upward to try and catch Sasuke's mouth as it pulls away. There's pressure on Kakashi's hands, and then Sasuke's pushing himself up to look down at him, his black hair falling mussed around his face and throat.
Kakashi knows he's not being held down; he knows it would take barely any effort at all to flip them, but he likes the feeling of being restrained while Sasuke lowers his pelvis again, his full lips quirking up at the corners in a little smirk as he presses his hot, wet pussy against Kakashi's erection. It's even wetter now, and Sasuke's even more into it this time around, and Kakashi groans as Sasuke slides up and down his length, wetting the underside of his cock with a mixture of Kakashi's saliva and Sasuke's own juices. He looks down to see his head a rich, purpley-red, glistening, leaking as he watches; he can't remember the last time he was this turned on. And Sasuke is rolling his hips, his plump pussy lips dark pink and suffused with blood, and he moans when he follows the direction of Kakashi's gaze between their bodies.
Kakashi's cock jerks, and they both gasp.
"You love this, don't you," Sasuke says, breathless. It isn't even a question.
Kakashi doesn't bother answering in words... he gives Sasuke's hands a squeeze and lets out a rough groan when Sasuke grinds against him.
Sasuke closes his eyes as he rolls his hips, forward and back, and he concentrates on the way his mucles tighten and squeeze at the end of the forward motion. It's so good, the way it feels inside, his muscles flexing in this rhythm, and so good, the friction against his nipples as they glide against Kakashi's chest. He deepens his motions, sliding all the way off Kakashi's cock, and when he starts to slide back down, he gasps at the bump of Kakashi's swollen cock-head against his wetness. He pushes back, and Kakashi's tip presses harder against the opening to his body.
He's so wet, and so relaxed, he thinks it could just... slide right in. He opens his eyes, and Kakashi is panting, staring up at him through lowered eyelids, and Sasuke backs up just a little more. Just a little bit, and they're lined up perfectly, with Kakashi's swollen head nestled between Sasuke's parted outer lips.
All Kakashi would have to do is thrust up, and he'd be buried inside of Sasuke.
Kakashi knows it, Sasuke can tell. He can tell because he knows what Kakashi looks like when he's fighting himself, and that's exactly what he's doing right now. Kakashi swallows hard and wets his lips, and his fingers are shaking minutely where they're tangled with Sasuke's. His sweaty stomach muscles are twitching, and he closes his eyes and turns his face away.
And Sasuke knows he said they weren't going to fuck... but a wave of heat washes through him, and his inner muscles squeeze down on nothing.
What could it hurt? he thinks as he takes a deep breath, and Kakashi's rigid, wet length bucks against him, and that little movement makes Sasuke's mind up for him.
"Kakashi," he murmurs, and Kakashi looks up at him, his grey hair wild and sweaty and sticking to his face, one jagged spike tangling with his eyelashes.
Just you and me, Sasuke thinks, and he lets out his breath as he braces himself against Kakashi's hands and pushes up, and back, and he takes Kakashi into himself.
Sasuke's mouth falls open, and his eyes fall shut, and he lets out a whispery moan as that thick length slides in. He's halfway down when he realizes he can take it all, he doesn't have to wait, doesn't have to be careful - and he drops himself down the rest of the way, his knees sliding outward on the sheet.
There he pauses, with Kakashi's hip-bones digging into his inner thighs. He's overcome with arousal; it feels so goddamn good, he had never known, never suspected - and he feels the way his muscles give a slow squeeze and tighten around the cock that's buried deep inside him.
"Uhhh--" Kakashi groans, a shaky sound, and he gives a little nudge upward with his hips. He doesn't go any deeper - he can't, he's already buried to the hilt - but the shift of his dick against slippery inner walls makes Sasuke gasp.
Sasuke bites down on his lower lip and circles his hips, just feeling the way Kakashi's cock fits inside him - it's so snug, he's so perfectly full, and yet there is a give, a flexibility he's not used to. Then he raises himself up on slightly shaking thighs, until most of Kakashi's dick is exposed, and he lowers himself again, to the sound of another of Kakashi's shaky, rough moans. This time it goes in even easier, and so Sasuke begins to try to find a rhythm.
It's not the same as usual; that's to be expected. But for a moment Sasuke has to focus to unlearn the way he instinctively starts to move his pelvis, when his first few tries are awkward, and just a little uncomfortable.
It doesn't take him long to figure it out, though, and soon they're moving together. Kakashi thrusts up slowly as Sasuke comes down on him, and when Sasuke raises himself up, he tightens his muscles, squeezing down on Kakashi's sensitive cock-head. Their hands are sweaty where they're tangled together, and so Sasuke lets go, and braces himself against the mattress as Kakashi's hands find his rolling hips.
Kakashi strokes the silky skin just inside Sasuke's hipbones with his thumbs, and then grips his hips tighter, and he uses subtle pressure to alter the rocking motion of Sasuke's body. Sasuke gasps; this new angle makes Kakashi's cock feel even bigger inside him, makes him feel even fuller, and he can feel the man's thick head dragging over the back wall of his vagina as it pistons in and out of him. It steals his breath, and his whole body is wracked with a deep shudder.
"Uhhh, oh, yesss," he gasps, his thighs quivering as he speeds up. "Nh, don't stop--"
Sweat is beading on Sasuke's forehead, and rolling down his neck, and he looks down, and the way his swaying breasts bounce is almost embarrassing - but it isn't painful, and he realizes he has become so comfortable in this body that he didn't even notice it until he saw it. So to keep from being distracted, he watches Kakashi's face instead.
He loves the way Kakashi looks, in the deepest throes of pleasure, the way he looks like he's in pain, like it hurts. Kakashi's handsome, scarred face is twisted, his eyes screwed shut, his lips skinned back from his gritted teeth. His jaw drops open as Sasuke watches, his mouth working soundlessly for a second before he lets out a low, raspy moan.
Then his eyes open, and he sees Sasuke watching him, and the corner of his mouth twitches up in a little smile.
"It's... good," he pants, barely able to get enough breath.
"Yeah," Sasuke gasps, and then he cries out when Kakashi's cock stabs into him sharply.
Kakashi tightens his hands on Sasuke's hips, and he fucks up into Sasuke's tight little body - this is so much more than good. It's so delicious, so pleasurable, so arousing that Kakashi fears it's going to be over, any second now. With each deep thrust he can feel the end approaching, and yeah, he got Sasuke off once, but... he wants Sasuke to come on his cock.
Just thinking about that almost makes it happen, and he has to shove his hand down between their bodies and wrap his fingers tightly around the base of his erection to hold it back. Sasuke slows, his expression concerned, and he almost pulls off, but the pressure of Kakashi's other fingers on his hip keeps him there.
"That good?" Sasuke asks, rolling his hips, riding Kakashi's head. He closes his eyes as he draws up higher on his knees, to savor the way the flared ridge of Kakashi's head spreads him open just a little more as it passes out of his body, and then again as he lowers himself a few inches. Then he just stays there, and rolls his hips in a languid circle, moaning at the wet pressure of hard cock against his highly-sensitized inner lips.
The full-body motion is such a pleasure to look at - and Kakashi has to slam his eyes shut.
"Yeah, it's that good," he pants, and he tries to focus on anything else to temporarily cool his ardor.
Sasuke slows to a halt with Kakashi's sensitive head still buried inside him, and after almost a minute, Kakashi finally has himself under control. He knows that won't work again, though - he's not used to having to hold back so much, and under such extenuating circumstances.
He slides his eyes open and looks down to where their bodies are joined, and he twitches in his hand... it's going to be close, he thinks. He doesn't know if he really will get the conclusion he wants.
But he's never been a quitter.
He loosens his fingers from his cock and slides them up, and he strokes Sasuke's wet, parted lips. He traces them all the way around his buried shaft, and Sasuke's moving again, cautiously rocking back and forth. Kakashi's eyes pan upward as he draws his fingers forward, and he visually devours Sasuke's soft, curvy waist, his round breasts, heaving with the deep breaths he's taking, his hard, dark pink nipples, and his flushed face.
And the way his full lips part with a soft sigh when Kakashi begins drawing circles around Sasuke's clit with a slick fingertip.
At the urging of Kakashi's other hand, Sasuke lowers himself again, moaning as Kakashi's hard cock fully penetrates him again. The feeling of fullness is incredible, when he seats himself on Kakashi's hips, and it's made even better with the way Kakashi's touching him. His fingers are slow and gentle as they swirl around his hard little bud; Kakashi seems to know just how much pressure he needs.
And oh, god, that feeling's coming back again - the hot tingle from before is growing inside him, and his whole body shudders. He can actually feel himself getting wetter, when he rocks up, and the slide of Kakashi's cock in his body is even easier on the way down.
"Ahh- yesss," he hisses. But then Kakashi's fingertips slide away, to grip his other hip again.
If he didn't know that Kakashi undoubtably knew what he was doing, Sasuke would have protested. But instead, a thrill of excitement races through him; whatever's next, it's going to be good, he thinks.
In just a few seconds, he's proved right. Kakashi tilts his hips and shifts them around - not much, but enough so that Sasuke's scooted forward just a little, and his hard clit is pressed right up against Kakashi's lower belly, and his pubic hair, damp with sweat and spit and both of their fluids. Sasuke's nipples rub against Kakashi's hard, scarred chest, and then Kakashi moves him, and the new positioning makes Sasuke's clit slide just right against Kakashi's hard body, and the tingles are already starting again.
"Got it?" Kakashi whispers, his breath warm against Sasuke's cheek.
His face is so close now, and Sasuke moans in answer, and he moulds their mouths together as he starts to ride the older man.
Ohhh, it's so good, Kakashi's cock surging deep inside him, and the constant stimulation to his sensitive little bud, and every roll of his hips winds him up tighter. Yes, he's definitely got it - the motion is so instinctual, now that he's been shown, and he doesn't even have to think about it; he just fucks Kakashi, uses his body to bring himself closer and closer to the edge. He's breathing heavily once one of Kakashi's hands comes up to his breasts, and he can't even keep up the kiss anymore. So he breathes against Kakashi's sweaty cheek and grinds against him, gasping and moaning and so close he can taste it, and his legs are shaking so hard, and his pussy is tightening around Kakashi's cock. Kakashi's moaning with him now, so rough in his ear, and thrusting up into him again, rough, shaky, and when Sasuke arches his back, Kakashi's mouth finds his nipple, and sucks--
"Haaa-- agghhh-- " Sasuke doesn't even know what he's trying to say. All he knows is that it's rough and hot and animalistic now, and his whole body is tightening up, and it's crashing down on him, hot, wild, uncontrollable, and he's coming so hard that his mouth is wide open in a wordless cry. And Kakashi's coming too, his cock stabbing up in deep, uncoordinated thrusts, and bucking inside of Sasuke's body, and Sasuke didn't even think about whether or not he'd want Kakashi coming in him like this - but this isn't a feeling Sasuke would have wanted to miss.
It feels right, and amazing, and so fucking perfect to feel Kakashi pour himself out into his body, shaking and stuttering out Sasuke's name as Sasuke starts to come down from his own peak.
Sasuke's body is shivering, and the little quakes that wrack him still draw quiet little sounds out of him. He loves the way the aftershocks make him squeeze down around Kakashi's cock, still hard inside him, and still thrusting - but slowing, now. He lets out one last, soft moan, and he finally takes his weight off his shaky arms, and he lowers himself to lay against Kakashi's chest.
It only now occurs to him how odd it feels, for them to be pressed belly-to-belly like this, with Kakashi inside him, but without his own cock pressed between them. Kakashi's rough-skinned hands brush up his back, and rest there, and Sasuke closes his eyes and lets his mind wander as his body relaxes.
He is amazed that he was able to let go this much - to lose himself in the act of sex so much in this body that it felt natural. He hadn't even had to concentrate to keep his form, this time. He wonders if it's because he finally stopped denying that this body is his just as much as his male one is... or maybe it's just a matter of practice. He doesn't have an answer for this, and he's too exhausted to come up with a suitable one, so he lets his thoughts drift.
He strokes Kakashi's shoulder, over the bump of his clavicle, then traces a scar down his corded triceps. There is something to be said about this pronounced difference in their bodies; the dichotomy of hard and soft, of angular and curved, it's pleasing. He wonders, briefly, if Kakashi has done this before - if Kakashi has ever taken the shape of a woman, and made love to a man. He lowers his eyebrows, and tries to imagine what angular, scarred Kakashi would look like, in a female form. Would he keep his scars? At least the one over his eye? Would he make his hair long? Would he still be tall and broad of shoulder, or would he change completely?
Would he let Sasuke fuck him, like that?
Sasuke tries to imagine it - himself, with a curvy, soft, altered Kakashi, long legs wrapped around his hips. He can't quite envision it - but he knows it's something he'd like to try. There's more to this male/female intercourse than he'd previously thought.
"Have you ever done this? As the woman?" Sasuke asks, his voice startling him again. He's had enough of this body, now, so he carefully shifts upward, letting Kakashi's cock slide out of him, and he reverts to his natural male body with a flicker of chakra.
The hard planes of both of their chests slide together, and Sasuke's soft dick rubs against Kakashi's damp pubic hair before it nestles into the hollow of the man's hip, and Sasuke breathes a sigh of relief. After that... he appreciates even more the way it feels to be pressed up against Kakashi. Resting his forehead against the top of Kakashi's shoulder, he stays there for a moment, atop his lover's long body, concentrating on the thrumming of Kakashi's heart against his ribs. Callused fingertips trace his spine, then branch off to meander over some of the numerous scars that line Sasuke's back, and Sasuke lets himself be held for just a few seconds longer, enjoying the familiar feel of those rough hands on his body with a new appreciation before he pushes himself up to break the embrace.
Kakashi grins up at him, looking just as lazy as he ever does after sex. It's like all the bones in his body turn to rubber; it doesn't matter if they're in bed, or standing up after a quick fuck against a wall, or a tree. It's always amazed Sasuke, how anyone can ever look that relaxed.
"Mh, I've tried Naruto's jutsu, but I've never done this with it," Kakashi answers in a low, slurry voice, pushing Sasuke's still-sweaty hair behind his ear.
Sasuke nods, and he rolls off of Kakashi, and nudges Kakashi's hip to get the man to move so that they can lay down properly. Kakashi sits up, and moves bonelessly to one side of the bed, and Sasuke drops down to settle beside him.
"Hmm," Sasuke grunts, and he lays his flattened palm against Kakashi's sweaty stomach. It's always soothing, to feel Kakashi breathe, especially after exertion - the man's respiration is so even, it's deep and steady, and calming. It's also a relief to be back in his own body.
He closes his eyes and rests his head against Kakashi's solid shoulder. "Next time, I'm doing you."
"Fair enough," Kakashi murmurs. "Just give me half an hour."
Sasuke snaps his eyes open and trains them on Kakashi's face, and Kakashi's watching him with a grin, his heavy eyelids drooping even more than usual.
"Right," Sasuke says, the corner of his mouth quirking up. "Go to sleep."
Kakashi raises an eyebrow, and he looks like he has something to say. Before he gets it out, however, his eyes drift the rest of the way closed, and his stomach rises and falls even slower under Sasuke's hand. Sasuke snorts softly, and closes his eyes again, and he lets his mind drift free for a while again, reliving today's experience and trying to understand why he enjoyed it so much.
In the end, he doesn't care why he enjoyed it; he only knows he did.
***
And after half an hour, he wakes Kakashi up to do it again.
The man blinks owlishly, then chuckles. "I did say half an hour, didn't I?" Kakashi lifts himself up on an elbow and runs his hooded eyes down Sasuke's nude body, not missing the thick swell of his cock. He grins. "Somebody's eager, I see."
Kakashi's nimble fingers flash through seals, and Sasuke's mouth, which is open in preparation for the indignant, reflexive lie he's about to tell, snaps shut.
Because Kakashi is still tall, and pale, with thick, shaggy silver hair, but it falls around his shoulders now in a silky spill. And he's only just taken his woman's form, but he already looks debauched, sprawled over the sheets, boldly, unashamedly nude, and curvy, and soft.
And he's kept the scar over his eye.
"Is this what you wanted?" Kakashi asks, his voice still low, but smooth like honey now, and thick with promise as he reaches out to run a long, slender finger down Sasuke's stomach.
"Yes," Sasuke breathes.
Kakashi grins. Finally, the absolute truth.
END
A/N: Big thanks go to frackin-sweet for talking me out of my first impulse, which was to give this story an unhappy ending O_O And sub-textual for suggesting the additional ending. And desfinado for being such a thoughtful and good-feedback-ful beta! <3
But now's not the time for instruction; now is the time to swallow up Sasuke's moan in his own, and squeeze down on Sasuke's ass, and pull up, and Kakashi knows that when he does that, Sasuke can feel the pull all the way down. Kakashi knows that Sasuke's lips, the soft little pussy lips that he had just been exploring, are tugged up and apart by the slow, hard squeeze... and he gets his confirmation when Sasuke groans and squirms, hard nipples brushing Kakashi's collarbone.
Letting out his own groan, Kakashi kisses down the side of Sasuke's face to his neck, and he looks past Sasuke's shoulder into the mirror again. As he skims his teeth over pale, silken skin, he grips and spreads Sasuke open again, displaying his asshole and his flushed, aroused pussy, the light catching the wetness that lines his open slit, glistening.
Kakashi releases his grip and slides a hand inward, brushes against the cleft of Sasuke's ass, and then skims a fingertip over his little pink pucker.
"Mhhh," Sasuke breathes out, his thighs trembling. So Kakashi does it again, holds Sasuke's asscheeks open with one hand, and circles his asshole with a light touch. That's not what he's interested in right now, but it'll get him where he wants to go - Sasuke arches his back, pressing his tits against Kakashi's chest, and then rolls his hips forward.
Yesss, he's so hot and soft where he presses up against Kakashi's cock, and so slippery, his wetness smearing the underside of Kakashi's shaft. They both gasp at the feel of it, and Kakashi drags his hands up to Sasuke's hips, and he grips them, and he uses his touch to coax Sasuke to press in closer.
After a very brief hesitation, Sasuke thrusts his pelvis forward slowly, panting against the side of Kakashi's face. Hips roll, and Sasuke drags his wet sex against the hot, hard thickness of Kakashi's cock.
"Uh--" Kakashi grunts, and he leans back, lays back against the bed, and he looks down to watch Sasuke move against him. And ohhh, it's such a dirty sight, Sasuke leaning down to brace his hands beside Kakashi's ribs, his tits swinging forward, his face pink, teeth digging into his full bottom lip... and his hips rolling forward as he grinds himself against Kakashi's cock. His lower lips spread open and glide against the sides of Kakashi's shaft as he slides back, and he leaves Kakashi so wet... then slides right back up over it, and stops and makes little hip-circles at Kakashi's head, his full, pink-flushed vulva seeming to kiss Kakashi's fat, flared cock-head as he moves.
Now Sasuke's eyebrows are drawn down, his eyes squeezed tight, and his lips are parted. Kakashi reaches a hand up to caress the rosy cap of Sasuke's breast, plucking lightly at the nipple, and Sasuke moans softly and makes another down-and-up slide on Kakashi's aching erection.
"Feels good," Kakashi says, half a question.
Sasuke nods wordlessly, his eyes still closed, and Kakashi licks his lips. Sasuke's scent is strong in his nose, and his earlier resolution comes back to him.
"Let's roll over," Kakashi suggests in a whisper. He thrusts slowly up against Sasuke's wetness, his veined shaft rubbing along Sasuke's clitoris on the way, and Sasuke moans before he answers.
"Why?" he asks, dragging his eyelids open to peer down at his lover.
"Mh, so I can go down on you," Kakashi replies in a murmur, and the man flicks a thumb over Sasuke's nipple and thrusts against him again, and Sasuke agrees. Kakashi's been the very picture of restraint, hasn't come close to ravishing him, as Sasuke had originally suspected he'd do, has actually let Sasuke do as he pleased for the most part... and Sasuke has to admit to himself that, now that he's become somewhat acquainted with this body, he's curious what it's like, being on the receiving end of that. And curious, too, about how good Kakashi is at it.
Not that he'd know the difference between good and bad, when it came to this... and not that he'd care. The way he feels right now, anything would feel good, any kind of contact.
"Mmmmh," Sasuke moans as Kakashi's mouth closes over a nipple, before he's even settled on his back. His legs are parted, and Kakashi's long torso is between them, and his mouth and tongue are sliding across Sasuke's chest. He sucks on Sasuke's other nipple, harder this time and with a flick of his tongue, and now Sasuke can feel it all the way down to his clit, tingling and swollen in its fleshy little hood. He feels like it's the size of a cherry by now, though he knows that's anatomically impossible, ridiculous... but the thought of Kakashi sucking on it, licking it, as swollen and sensitive as it feels, makes him groan and push down on Kakashi's shoulders.
He can see the very edge of a smile as Kakashi licks his way down Sasuke's belly, pausing to nip at his navel, white teeth sharp against the pale skin. Sasuke can see his own heartbeat at his breastbone, and he can feel Kakashi's hard chest pressed against his wetness, and smearing it further as he slides down.
A slow, open-mouthed kiss against the gentle swell of Sasuke's mound, Kakashi's hot breath drifting down over his open labia, and Sasuke's nearly shaking with anticipation. Kakashi pulls back, to loop Sasuke's legs over his shoulders, and he looks up to give Sasuke a narrow, pink-faced grin just before he drops his face... to lick at Sasuke's inner thighs, his mound, to kiss his belly. Not going where Sasuke wants him yet, but teasing him, instead.
What the hell? Sasuke wonders, suddenly irritated that Kakashi would choose to be difficult in a situation that Sasuke isn't entirely comfortable with. He digs his heels into Kakashi's back, but the man doesn't seem to take the hint; instead, he just breathes in deeply, his nose a bare centimeter away from Sasuke's crotch.
"Goddamn, you smell good," Kakashi breathes, and the exhalation against Sasuke's wetness makes him clench up again, makes his nipples tingle.
"You don't have to... go slow," Sasuke says, fighting to sound merely informative, instead of argumentative. So far, they've not had any of the little differences of opinion that often pop up during sex, and Sasuke wants to keep it that way. "I'm still... a man."
Kakashi lays a lick along one side of his vagina, a long, slow one that makes his lips tingle, then pulls his face up again. "I'm not sure what you mean," he says, his eyes heavy lidded, but with a little too much of that flat look that says he's hiding some amusement.
"Just..." Sasuke grits his teeth and reaches down, takes hold of Kakashi's head and pushes.
Kakashi lets him. With another lazy grin, he slides his tongue out, and liiiiicks, all the way up Sasuke's slit.
"Ohgod," Sasuke hisses, letting his shoulders fall back on the bed.
"You like that?" Kakashi asks, then he does it again, just as slow, just as long.
"Yessss," Sasuke breathes, and he spreads his thighs to offer more of himself, in a wordless plea that Kakashi keep going. Kakashi does, dragging the flat of his tongue up Sasuke's wet cleft again, and then closing his lips at the top, encircling Sasuke's clit.
It seems to throb in Kakashi's hot mouth, and Sasuke is moaning before Kakashi even starts sucking. The man's mouth tightens, his tongue pressing against the sensitive little bundle of nerves, wet and just rough enough to be perfect. He pulls up, and Sasuke is panting when Kakashi opens his mouth to speak... but seeing the hazy, pleasured expression on Sasuke's face, he changes his mind and goes back down.
It tastes amazing... it's so similar to the way Sasuke's precum usually tastes, but more subtle, less bitter. Kakashi pulls in a heavy breath through his nose as he laps at Sasuke's swollen clit, and the primitive, animal part of his brain registers: female. And that's the difference, and Kakashi wonders with a quick burst of indulgent amusement exactly how much Sasuke studied up for this. Did he study hormones? Did he get into genetic markers? All the intricate, glandular ins and outs of the female reproductive system? He must have, because this smell is far too intrinsically female for it to be a coincidence.
But still mixed with Sasuke's basic scent, that unique aroma that lingers on his pillow in the morning, that has over time crept into the leather of Kakashi's gloves, the scent that, under the right circumstances, only the slightest whiff of can make Kakashi hard.
And he's hard as hell, now. His cock is heavy between his legs, standing out from his body, the weight of it tugging on the skin around his base. It sways when he leans closer to lick long, slow stripes up Sasuke's center again, and he moans.
Sasuke moans back, and tangles his fingers deeper into Kakashi's hair. His thighs are trembling on either side of his lover's face, and he can feel the rough burr of Kakashi's stubble against the thin skin there... and he can feel little earthquakes inside him every time Kakashi kisses or licks or sucks his sensitive little bud. And when Kakashi licks like that, his tongue sliding against his inner lips and parting them, Sasuke can feel his insides clench up, and he wonders if Kakashi can feel that against his tongue.
And just as he wonders that, the hot muscle of Kakashi's tongue presses deeper, inside him. Deeper than his own finger went earlier, and then deeper still, and Sasuke wonders where went the affronted reluctance of earlier. Now, he's not at all self-conscious of this body; it gives him pleasure, and it gives Kakashi pleasure, and...
"Oooooh, god," Sasuke cries out. Kakashi's started lapping at him again, his tongue flexing and gliding against his clit in a short, steady rhythm. Sasuke tosses his head to the side with a sharp moan in his woman's voice, and as he does, he catches movement.
The mirror. He can't see everything, but he can see the soft curve of his belly, his bent legs, the grey fluff of Kakashi's hair, Kakashi's arms and torso. And Kakashi's cock, jutting out proudly, almost parallel with his stomach. So fucking hard, he's so hard, Sasuke thinks, as Kakashi's tongue dips inside him again, hot and insistent, and then it's back up to his clit, and there's pressure and heat and wetness, and that short, steady rhythm again --
Sasuke feels his own back arch up, and he presses his hips against Kakashi's face. Kakashi's moan buzzes against him, and there are waves of pleasure, waves lapping at his entire body, from his fingertips to his toes. His nipples are tingling and hard, and swaying on his chest where his breasts are bouncing from the way he's flexing up, and Kakashi's devouring him, opening his mouth wide to cover the whole, wet length of Sasuke's slit, and sucking, and licking, and groaning, and so fucking hard in the mirror--
Sasuke's thighs spasm, and as they do, he feels an alarming sensation - his chakra is disturbed, and he knows he's about to lose this form. But he wants to experience this fully, not just pop back into his male body, and come all over his belly, or in Kakashi's mouth, as good as that would be... He's committed this far, and he wants to see it through. So he focuses, focuses intensely on Kakashi's tongue swiping rhythmically over his swollen clitoris, and on the little muscular twitches he can feel inside himself. And as he does, he claims this body for his own - these are his breasts, that's his vagina, and it's his hard little clit that Kakashi is sucking on.
And then all he can do is drop open his mouth and dig his toes into the bed and hang onto Kakashi's hair for dear life, and moan, because it all breaks over him like a warm, crashing wave--
"Oh god, oohhhhh," he moans, his head thrown back against the mattress as it washes through him. "Hnnnn, Kah- kashiiii..."
... and it recedes, tidal. Slowly, his body quivering as the jolts continue, decreasing in intensity, but rocking him all the same.
"God," he whispers as his thigh muscles go lax, to spread open lazily at either side of Kakashi's face.
Kakashi hums in satisfaction as he feels Sasuke wind down underneath him, and he keeps licking Sasuke's insides out, tasting him for as long as he can. He's careful to avoid the now-surely-oversensitive clit, but just slides his tongue up and down, still breathing him in in deep, shaking breaths.
"Mhhhh," Sasuke moans again, his soft voice exhausted, satisfied. The sound twines all through Kakashi's body, it twists between his hips, it coils the insistent heat in his lower belly tighter. When he feels Sasuke pull at his shoulders with relaxed, uncoordinated fingers, Kakashi drags himself up. And over Sasuke's body, pressing them chest to chest as they kiss.
Sasuke hums quietly as their mouths come together, and he can taste himself on Kakashi's tongue, on his lips, and he's smeared all over Kakashi's face - Kakashi's skin is moist and sticky from his chin almost up to his cheekbones. And the smell - it's pungent, evocative, it's sex, even though it doesn't smell the same as usual. But Sasuke breathes it in as he sucks on Kakashi's hot tongue, and he realizes - he's still aroused. Kakashi grunts in his mouth as his cock rubs up against Sasuke's inner thigh, and Sasuke closes his eyes, and concentrates on the flickers of arousal sparking inside him.
He had known about this difference between the sexes, but hadn't applied it to this situation yet. He's still aroused. And that means -
"Roll over," he says against Kakashi's swollen lips.
"Mmhhmmrr," Kakashi says, or something like it, with a grin against Sasuke's face as he rolls over onto his side, and then his back as Sasuke moves to straddle him.
Sasuke hovers there, his hands planted beside broad shoulders, his knees to either side of the man's narrow hips, his nipples and vagina and lips all just inches away from touching Kakashi. His heart is still beating a mile a minute, and his joints are still weak and watery from climax, but watching Kakashi, watching him struggle to not reach out and take, it's enough to crank his desire all the way up again.
Sasuke leans down. His soft breasts settle against Kakashi's chest as their lips meet.
Kakashi closes his eyes and licks at Sasuke's tongue as it slides into his mouth, and he lets Sasuke twine their fingers together, and move his hands so that their fingers are intertwined on either side of his head. Sasuke's teasing a little, he thinks, or maybe just not quite ready to finish.
Or maybe not quite ready to do what Kakashi hopes he'll do. Because Kakashi is still hard as a rock, and Sasuke's still wet and eager, and their position is just perfect...
And yet, there is something tugging at Kakashi's conscience. It's almost his turn, he knows... he's gotten Sasuke off, he's made Sasuke feel good, but he hasn't yet had his own orgasm, and that is significant to him. Because... the way he got here, now, feels a little underhanded.
More than a little underhanded. More dishonest than he's comfortable with.
Because... Kakashi would never threaten to go elsewhere, if Sasuke wouldn't give him what he wanted; wouldn't threaten, and wouldn't do it. And yet, earlier, he knowingly deceived Sasuke into thinking he was doing exactly that. Sasuke's jealous streak is a weakness, and an easily exploitable one at that, and Kakashi was just... doing what he did, with Sasuke; playing games, pushing buttons, getting under his skin.
And yet... Kakashi is certain that Sasuke has been lied to and manipulated too often in his life, and the subtle puppeteering Kakashi performed in order to get Sasuke like this is beginning to eat at him, especially as he's certain he caused Sasuke actual emotional distress. Sasuke trusts him, as improbable and amazing as that is to him at times, and Kakashi wants to keep it that way.
He's not surprised when Sasuke reaches down to take his arousal in hand, and finds him softening, nearly flaccid.
"What is it?" Sasuke asks, his face still relaxed from orgasm. But his eyes have sharpened, and he's peering intently at Kakashi through sweaty black bangs.
Kakashi could hedge, he could make something up, he could distract Sasuke with some crude sexual comment, or he could just say he's tired. He brushes Sasuke's hair out of his eyes again as his mind goes over options, possible outcomes, plans of attack. As it does occasionally (these occasions almost always regarding Sasuke, he's found), his conscience is demanding nothing less than the complete truth.
He fights this urge, though, knowing from experience that, with all the sticky, snagging brambles of emotional stuntedness and distancing defense mechanisms shared between the two of them, an admission like this and the ensuing conversation (if they even get that far) is likely to get him walked out on. Maybe not for more than a few hours, if he's lucky anyway, but that's a few hours too many.
He strokes a hand down Sasuke's throat, and feels himself swell in Sasuke's loose grasp. He will tell Sasuke - honesty demands it. But not now. Eventually, they will have this out, and when they do, they can discuss Sasuke's unhealthy jealousy, and Kakashi's difficulty verbalizing the level of commitment he feels - the commitment that makes Sasuke's jealousy absolutely baseless. Now is definitely not the time for that, though - not with Sasuke's soft woman's body poised over his, from all evidence fully ready to receive him.
So Kakashi goes with option two - make something up.
"Too turned on," he says, and he feels himself twitch harder in Sasuke's hand, right on cue.
Sasuke makes a quiet sound, stroking Kakashi gently, his soft hips rocking from one side to the other. It's a mindless display of Sasuke's own arousal, and it has Kakashi swelling nearly back to his former state.
"Had to do something about it, or I was about to lose it," Kakashi whispers, sliding his fingertips up the outsides of Sasuke's spread thighs.
Sasuke nods and gives Kakashi another slow pump, then releases the man's cock and leans forward.
"You good now?" he asks, his breath warm against Kakashi's chin.
"Yeah," Kakashi whispers, dragging his touch up Sasuke's back, then twining his fingers into thick black hair.
"Good," Sasuke breathes, just the faintest puff of sound, and his lips are sealing over Kakashi's again. Warm and slow, just like the kisses at the very beginning, and he's draping himself over Kakashi's body again. So soft, his skin, his curves, his breasts, his lips, his kiss...
And then it gets harder, and Kakashi lets his lover pin his hands beside his head again, and he strains his neck upward to try and catch Sasuke's mouth as it pulls away. There's pressure on Kakashi's hands, and then Sasuke's pushing himself up to look down at him, his black hair falling mussed around his face and throat.
Kakashi knows he's not being held down; he knows it would take barely any effort at all to flip them, but he likes the feeling of being restrained while Sasuke lowers his pelvis again, his full lips quirking up at the corners in a little smirk as he presses his hot, wet pussy against Kakashi's erection. It's even wetter now, and Sasuke's even more into it this time around, and Kakashi groans as Sasuke slides up and down his length, wetting the underside of his cock with a mixture of Kakashi's saliva and Sasuke's own juices. He looks down to see his head a rich, purpley-red, glistening, leaking as he watches; he can't remember the last time he was this turned on. And Sasuke is rolling his hips, his plump pussy lips dark pink and suffused with blood, and he moans when he follows the direction of Kakashi's gaze between their bodies.
Kakashi's cock jerks, and they both gasp.
"You love this, don't you," Sasuke says, breathless. It isn't even a question.
Kakashi doesn't bother answering in words... he gives Sasuke's hands a squeeze and lets out a rough groan when Sasuke grinds against him.
Sasuke closes his eyes as he rolls his hips, forward and back, and he concentrates on the way his mucles tighten and squeeze at the end of the forward motion. It's so good, the way it feels inside, his muscles flexing in this rhythm, and so good, the friction against his nipples as they glide against Kakashi's chest. He deepens his motions, sliding all the way off Kakashi's cock, and when he starts to slide back down, he gasps at the bump of Kakashi's swollen cock-head against his wetness. He pushes back, and Kakashi's tip presses harder against the opening to his body.
He's so wet, and so relaxed, he thinks it could just... slide right in. He opens his eyes, and Kakashi is panting, staring up at him through lowered eyelids, and Sasuke backs up just a little more. Just a little bit, and they're lined up perfectly, with Kakashi's swollen head nestled between Sasuke's parted outer lips.
All Kakashi would have to do is thrust up, and he'd be buried inside of Sasuke.
Kakashi knows it, Sasuke can tell. He can tell because he knows what Kakashi looks like when he's fighting himself, and that's exactly what he's doing right now. Kakashi swallows hard and wets his lips, and his fingers are shaking minutely where they're tangled with Sasuke's. His sweaty stomach muscles are twitching, and he closes his eyes and turns his face away.
And Sasuke knows he said they weren't going to fuck... but a wave of heat washes through him, and his inner muscles squeeze down on nothing.
What could it hurt? he thinks as he takes a deep breath, and Kakashi's rigid, wet length bucks against him, and that little movement makes Sasuke's mind up for him.
"Kakashi," he murmurs, and Kakashi looks up at him, his grey hair wild and sweaty and sticking to his face, one jagged spike tangling with his eyelashes.
Just you and me, Sasuke thinks, and he lets out his breath as he braces himself against Kakashi's hands and pushes up, and back, and he takes Kakashi into himself.
Sasuke's mouth falls open, and his eyes fall shut, and he lets out a whispery moan as that thick length slides in. He's halfway down when he realizes he can take it all, he doesn't have to wait, doesn't have to be careful - and he drops himself down the rest of the way, his knees sliding outward on the sheet.
There he pauses, with Kakashi's hip-bones digging into his inner thighs. He's overcome with arousal; it feels so goddamn good, he had never known, never suspected - and he feels the way his muscles give a slow squeeze and tighten around the cock that's buried deep inside him.
"Uhhh--" Kakashi groans, a shaky sound, and he gives a little nudge upward with his hips. He doesn't go any deeper - he can't, he's already buried to the hilt - but the shift of his dick against slippery inner walls makes Sasuke gasp.
Sasuke bites down on his lower lip and circles his hips, just feeling the way Kakashi's cock fits inside him - it's so snug, he's so perfectly full, and yet there is a give, a flexibility he's not used to. Then he raises himself up on slightly shaking thighs, until most of Kakashi's dick is exposed, and he lowers himself again, to the sound of another of Kakashi's shaky, rough moans. This time it goes in even easier, and so Sasuke begins to try to find a rhythm.
It's not the same as usual; that's to be expected. But for a moment Sasuke has to focus to unlearn the way he instinctively starts to move his pelvis, when his first few tries are awkward, and just a little uncomfortable.
It doesn't take him long to figure it out, though, and soon they're moving together. Kakashi thrusts up slowly as Sasuke comes down on him, and when Sasuke raises himself up, he tightens his muscles, squeezing down on Kakashi's sensitive cock-head. Their hands are sweaty where they're tangled together, and so Sasuke lets go, and braces himself against the mattress as Kakashi's hands find his rolling hips.
Kakashi strokes the silky skin just inside Sasuke's hipbones with his thumbs, and then grips his hips tighter, and he uses subtle pressure to alter the rocking motion of Sasuke's body. Sasuke gasps; this new angle makes Kakashi's cock feel even bigger inside him, makes him feel even fuller, and he can feel the man's thick head dragging over the back wall of his vagina as it pistons in and out of him. It steals his breath, and his whole body is wracked with a deep shudder.
"Uhhh, oh, yesss," he gasps, his thighs quivering as he speeds up. "Nh, don't stop--"
Sweat is beading on Sasuke's forehead, and rolling down his neck, and he looks down, and the way his swaying breasts bounce is almost embarrassing - but it isn't painful, and he realizes he has become so comfortable in this body that he didn't even notice it until he saw it. So to keep from being distracted, he watches Kakashi's face instead.
He loves the way Kakashi looks, in the deepest throes of pleasure, the way he looks like he's in pain, like it hurts. Kakashi's handsome, scarred face is twisted, his eyes screwed shut, his lips skinned back from his gritted teeth. His jaw drops open as Sasuke watches, his mouth working soundlessly for a second before he lets out a low, raspy moan.
Then his eyes open, and he sees Sasuke watching him, and the corner of his mouth twitches up in a little smile.
"It's... good," he pants, barely able to get enough breath.
"Yeah," Sasuke gasps, and then he cries out when Kakashi's cock stabs into him sharply.
Kakashi tightens his hands on Sasuke's hips, and he fucks up into Sasuke's tight little body - this is so much more than good. It's so delicious, so pleasurable, so arousing that Kakashi fears it's going to be over, any second now. With each deep thrust he can feel the end approaching, and yeah, he got Sasuke off once, but... he wants Sasuke to come on his cock.
Just thinking about that almost makes it happen, and he has to shove his hand down between their bodies and wrap his fingers tightly around the base of his erection to hold it back. Sasuke slows, his expression concerned, and he almost pulls off, but the pressure of Kakashi's other fingers on his hip keeps him there.
"That good?" Sasuke asks, rolling his hips, riding Kakashi's head. He closes his eyes as he draws up higher on his knees, to savor the way the flared ridge of Kakashi's head spreads him open just a little more as it passes out of his body, and then again as he lowers himself a few inches. Then he just stays there, and rolls his hips in a languid circle, moaning at the wet pressure of hard cock against his highly-sensitized inner lips.
The full-body motion is such a pleasure to look at - and Kakashi has to slam his eyes shut.
"Yeah, it's that good," he pants, and he tries to focus on anything else to temporarily cool his ardor.
Sasuke slows to a halt with Kakashi's sensitive head still buried inside him, and after almost a minute, Kakashi finally has himself under control. He knows that won't work again, though - he's not used to having to hold back so much, and under such extenuating circumstances.
He slides his eyes open and looks down to where their bodies are joined, and he twitches in his hand... it's going to be close, he thinks. He doesn't know if he really will get the conclusion he wants.
But he's never been a quitter.
He loosens his fingers from his cock and slides them up, and he strokes Sasuke's wet, parted lips. He traces them all the way around his buried shaft, and Sasuke's moving again, cautiously rocking back and forth. Kakashi's eyes pan upward as he draws his fingers forward, and he visually devours Sasuke's soft, curvy waist, his round breasts, heaving with the deep breaths he's taking, his hard, dark pink nipples, and his flushed face.
And the way his full lips part with a soft sigh when Kakashi begins drawing circles around Sasuke's clit with a slick fingertip.
At the urging of Kakashi's other hand, Sasuke lowers himself again, moaning as Kakashi's hard cock fully penetrates him again. The feeling of fullness is incredible, when he seats himself on Kakashi's hips, and it's made even better with the way Kakashi's touching him. His fingers are slow and gentle as they swirl around his hard little bud; Kakashi seems to know just how much pressure he needs.
And oh, god, that feeling's coming back again - the hot tingle from before is growing inside him, and his whole body shudders. He can actually feel himself getting wetter, when he rocks up, and the slide of Kakashi's cock in his body is even easier on the way down.
"Ahh- yesss," he hisses. But then Kakashi's fingertips slide away, to grip his other hip again.
If he didn't know that Kakashi undoubtably knew what he was doing, Sasuke would have protested. But instead, a thrill of excitement races through him; whatever's next, it's going to be good, he thinks.
In just a few seconds, he's proved right. Kakashi tilts his hips and shifts them around - not much, but enough so that Sasuke's scooted forward just a little, and his hard clit is pressed right up against Kakashi's lower belly, and his pubic hair, damp with sweat and spit and both of their fluids. Sasuke's nipples rub against Kakashi's hard, scarred chest, and then Kakashi moves him, and the new positioning makes Sasuke's clit slide just right against Kakashi's hard body, and the tingles are already starting again.
"Got it?" Kakashi whispers, his breath warm against Sasuke's cheek.
His face is so close now, and Sasuke moans in answer, and he moulds their mouths together as he starts to ride the older man.
Ohhh, it's so good, Kakashi's cock surging deep inside him, and the constant stimulation to his sensitive little bud, and every roll of his hips winds him up tighter. Yes, he's definitely got it - the motion is so instinctual, now that he's been shown, and he doesn't even have to think about it; he just fucks Kakashi, uses his body to bring himself closer and closer to the edge. He's breathing heavily once one of Kakashi's hands comes up to his breasts, and he can't even keep up the kiss anymore. So he breathes against Kakashi's sweaty cheek and grinds against him, gasping and moaning and so close he can taste it, and his legs are shaking so hard, and his pussy is tightening around Kakashi's cock. Kakashi's moaning with him now, so rough in his ear, and thrusting up into him again, rough, shaky, and when Sasuke arches his back, Kakashi's mouth finds his nipple, and sucks--
"Haaa-- agghhh-- " Sasuke doesn't even know what he's trying to say. All he knows is that it's rough and hot and animalistic now, and his whole body is tightening up, and it's crashing down on him, hot, wild, uncontrollable, and he's coming so hard that his mouth is wide open in a wordless cry. And Kakashi's coming too, his cock stabbing up in deep, uncoordinated thrusts, and bucking inside of Sasuke's body, and Sasuke didn't even think about whether or not he'd want Kakashi coming in him like this - but this isn't a feeling Sasuke would have wanted to miss.
It feels right, and amazing, and so fucking perfect to feel Kakashi pour himself out into his body, shaking and stuttering out Sasuke's name as Sasuke starts to come down from his own peak.
Sasuke's body is shivering, and the little quakes that wrack him still draw quiet little sounds out of him. He loves the way the aftershocks make him squeeze down around Kakashi's cock, still hard inside him, and still thrusting - but slowing, now. He lets out one last, soft moan, and he finally takes his weight off his shaky arms, and he lowers himself to lay against Kakashi's chest.
It only now occurs to him how odd it feels, for them to be pressed belly-to-belly like this, with Kakashi inside him, but without his own cock pressed between them. Kakashi's rough-skinned hands brush up his back, and rest there, and Sasuke closes his eyes and lets his mind wander as his body relaxes.
He is amazed that he was able to let go this much - to lose himself in the act of sex so much in this body that it felt natural. He hadn't even had to concentrate to keep his form, this time. He wonders if it's because he finally stopped denying that this body is his just as much as his male one is... or maybe it's just a matter of practice. He doesn't have an answer for this, and he's too exhausted to come up with a suitable one, so he lets his thoughts drift.
He strokes Kakashi's shoulder, over the bump of his clavicle, then traces a scar down his corded triceps. There is something to be said about this pronounced difference in their bodies; the dichotomy of hard and soft, of angular and curved, it's pleasing. He wonders, briefly, if Kakashi has done this before - if Kakashi has ever taken the shape of a woman, and made love to a man. He lowers his eyebrows, and tries to imagine what angular, scarred Kakashi would look like, in a female form. Would he keep his scars? At least the one over his eye? Would he make his hair long? Would he still be tall and broad of shoulder, or would he change completely?
Would he let Sasuke fuck him, like that?
Sasuke tries to imagine it - himself, with a curvy, soft, altered Kakashi, long legs wrapped around his hips. He can't quite envision it - but he knows it's something he'd like to try. There's more to this male/female intercourse than he'd previously thought.
"Have you ever done this? As the woman?" Sasuke asks, his voice startling him again. He's had enough of this body, now, so he carefully shifts upward, letting Kakashi's cock slide out of him, and he reverts to his natural male body with a flicker of chakra.
The hard planes of both of their chests slide together, and Sasuke's soft dick rubs against Kakashi's damp pubic hair before it nestles into the hollow of the man's hip, and Sasuke breathes a sigh of relief. After that... he appreciates even more the way it feels to be pressed up against Kakashi. Resting his forehead against the top of Kakashi's shoulder, he stays there for a moment, atop his lover's long body, concentrating on the thrumming of Kakashi's heart against his ribs. Callused fingertips trace his spine, then branch off to meander over some of the numerous scars that line Sasuke's back, and Sasuke lets himself be held for just a few seconds longer, enjoying the familiar feel of those rough hands on his body with a new appreciation before he pushes himself up to break the embrace.
Kakashi grins up at him, looking just as lazy as he ever does after sex. It's like all the bones in his body turn to rubber; it doesn't matter if they're in bed, or standing up after a quick fuck against a wall, or a tree. It's always amazed Sasuke, how anyone can ever look that relaxed.
"Mh, I've tried Naruto's jutsu, but I've never done this with it," Kakashi answers in a low, slurry voice, pushing Sasuke's still-sweaty hair behind his ear.
Sasuke nods, and he rolls off of Kakashi, and nudges Kakashi's hip to get the man to move so that they can lay down properly. Kakashi sits up, and moves bonelessly to one side of the bed, and Sasuke drops down to settle beside him.
"Hmm," Sasuke grunts, and he lays his flattened palm against Kakashi's sweaty stomach. It's always soothing, to feel Kakashi breathe, especially after exertion - the man's respiration is so even, it's deep and steady, and calming. It's also a relief to be back in his own body.
He closes his eyes and rests his head against Kakashi's solid shoulder. "Next time, I'm doing you."
"Fair enough," Kakashi murmurs. "Just give me half an hour."
Sasuke snaps his eyes open and trains them on Kakashi's face, and Kakashi's watching him with a grin, his heavy eyelids drooping even more than usual.
"Right," Sasuke says, the corner of his mouth quirking up. "Go to sleep."
Kakashi raises an eyebrow, and he looks like he has something to say. Before he gets it out, however, his eyes drift the rest of the way closed, and his stomach rises and falls even slower under Sasuke's hand. Sasuke snorts softly, and closes his eyes again, and he lets his mind drift free for a while again, reliving today's experience and trying to understand why he enjoyed it so much.
In the end, he doesn't care why he enjoyed it; he only knows he did.
***
And after half an hour, he wakes Kakashi up to do it again.
The man blinks owlishly, then chuckles. "I did say half an hour, didn't I?" Kakashi lifts himself up on an elbow and runs his hooded eyes down Sasuke's nude body, not missing the thick swell of his cock. He grins. "Somebody's eager, I see."
Kakashi's nimble fingers flash through seals, and Sasuke's mouth, which is open in preparation for the indignant, reflexive lie he's about to tell, snaps shut.
Because Kakashi is still tall, and pale, with thick, shaggy silver hair, but it falls around his shoulders now in a silky spill. And he's only just taken his woman's form, but he already looks debauched, sprawled over the sheets, boldly, unashamedly nude, and curvy, and soft.
And he's kept the scar over his eye.
"Is this what you wanted?" Kakashi asks, his voice still low, but smooth like honey now, and thick with promise as he reaches out to run a long, slender finger down Sasuke's stomach.
"Yes," Sasuke breathes.
Kakashi grins. Finally, the absolute truth.
END
A/N: Big thanks go to frackin-sweet for talking me out of my first impulse, which was to give this story an unhappy ending O_O And sub-textual for suggesting the additional ending. And desfinado for being such a thoughtful and good-feedback-ful beta! <3