[log] Who in the devil are you?

[smiling_umino]

Who: Hatake Kakashi (ura_no_ura), Umino Iruka (smiling_umino)
Status: Closed
Style: Action
Where: Hisato; Hatake residence.
When: Week 11, Day 3 - Morning
Warnings: NC-17 themes of sexual nature (i.e. no porn), language and use of AU-scrolls

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[ura_no_ura]

[ Oh, feisty.

Kakashi's grin only broadens even more at the man's words, not bothering to move his hand despite what might have seemed like a threat of fingers around the most sensitive part of him. He isn't in any rush to get out of bed just yet, or to let this beautiful stranger run away after waking up in such a way. He has questions that could use some answering. Like just where they are exactly, and how they managed to get there. Or maybe it might be better to let the questions answer themselves without the asking part. They do that sometimes, especially in situations that involve waking up in a strange bed with someone whose name is as elusive as the memory of how they even met.

He would've pegged this entire scenario for something straight out of the narrow streets of Rukongai, but this man's reiatsu feels a little too trained and strong, too steady to be the reiatsu of a common soul. This is fighting reiatsu, shinigami reiatsu, but if this man is a shinigami, why is it that Kakashi can't remember ever seeing him before? And which division is he a part of?

He closes the small space between them, nose lightly brushing against the man's in a gentle caress, and this time opens up Obito's eye as well, mirth dancing in his irises. ]

Mmm....

[ A contemplative hum, as though he is considering the threat, his cock slightly stirring in the man's hand. ]

Would you rather me touch you somewhere else, beautiful?

[ Half a tease, half an invitation, honey over gravel. ]