Tied to a Tree - 1/1
Episode 101. Most of the fandom agrees: some good crack, there.
But one thing stood out for me - they didn’t show Sasuke stalking Kakashi. He instead turned his head to the side and refused to speak.
And, honestly, what other conclusion then the fact Kakashi had clearly molested Sasuke was I supposed to draw?
Thus, this fic tells what happened that day!
Blame my feverish mind for actually posting this crack. Shorta, sort-of-kind-of-non-con-but-not-really and some sick-and-wrong father-mother-Kakashi links in Sasuke’s confused, young, hormonal mind. I deserve to be shot.
Tied to a Tree
By: (Yami) White Ran
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.
Pairing: Kakashi/Sasuke.
Summary: Kakashi suddenly grabbed Sasuke’s wrists, pushed Sasuke to the ground, straddled his hips and pinned his wrists on the ground, above his head, as far as Sasuke’s arms would reach. Which meant their faces were centimeters apart and Kakashi’s breath was warm against Sasuke face.
Sasuke peered through the bushes as Kakashi walked through the forest, reading his book, and wondered he was hiding under the mask. A mutated mouth? Buckteeth? Purple lips? Skin disease? The millions of possibilities ran through Sasuke’s mind so much that he forgot to keep watch on Kakashi.
Someone tapped his shoulder and whispered softly in his ear, “what are you doing?”
Sasuke’s eyes widened and he jerked away and turned around. Kakashi was kneeling down beside him.
Sasuke scowled at him, and berated himself for getting lost in his own thoughts.
Kakashi suddenly grabbed Sasuke’s wrists, pushed Sasuke to the ground, straddled his hips and pinned his wrists on the ground, above his head, as far as Sasuke’s arms would reach. Which meant their faces were centimeters apart and Kakashi’s breath was warm against Sasuke face.
And Sasuke was quickly growing uncomfortably hot.
“Get off,” Sasuke snapped as he struggled to kick his teacher off of him.
Kakashi just gave him a dry look, he didn’t even bother to tighten his hold on Sasuke. Sasuke settled for turning his head to the side and sulking.
“You’re cute when you do that.”
Sasuke snapped his head up, eyes wide, and trying to stop the flush quickly spreading across his face. “What?”
“You look cute when you sulk.” Kakashi said and shifted his weight slightly. “Now this is interesting.”
Sasuke froze.
Kakashi’s eye somehow grinned as he said casually, “Do you want me to take care of that for you?”
Sasuke didn’t dignify that with a response.
Kakashi stood up and said, “If you want me to, go sit next to that tree.”
Sasuke wanted to glare at him and storm off, but his body wasn’t complying. Kakashi’s voice had taken that harder tone that Sasuke couldn’t help but obey.
When he got to the tree, he leaned against the bark, folded his arms and glared at the ground and tried to convince himself that Kakashi’s hard tone was not soothing.
However, he didn’t get ponder that for long, as Kakashi walked over to him, grabbed his wrists again, pinned, and tied them to the tree above his head.
“Spread your legs.”
Sasuke obeyed.
And glared at Kakashi and tried to shove away that pleasant feeling rising within his chest he’d long since thought gone that he felt when he finished a task well enough for father or mother to comment positively on.
Kakashi knelt down beside Sasuke so that one of his knees was pressed against Sasuke’s crouch and his other knee a few inches away from Sasuke’s left leg. He shoved his right hand up Sasuke’s shirt and began to pinch his nipple. Hard.
Sasuke’s eyes widened and there was something like a moan caught in the back of his throat and, to his horror/shock, his penis was quickly becoming painful in its hardness as his nipple was twisted mercilessly and grew sore. He bit his bottom lip, he wasn’t exactly sure why he was stopping himself from making any noises, but figured it’d be a strike against his pride.
Never mind he was tied to a tree with his legs spread as far apart as possible and his teacher was pinching him and pressing against him and his hips were grinding against said teacher’s knee on their own.
Not stopping his abuse of Sasuke’s nipples, Kakashi prodded Sasuke’s lips open gently. “I want to hear you.”
Sasuke bit Kakashi’s finger.
Kakashi sighed and Sasuke was filled with some sort of victory. However, before Sasuke could figure out what that victory might be, Kakashi hand had trailed down his stomach, down his shorts and had grabbed Sasuke’s penis and scrapped his nails against it softly.
Surprised at the action and the pleasant chills running down his spine, Sasuke whimpered softly.
“Bit down your moans and I’ll leave you here, unsatisfied,” Kakashi warned and squeezed slightly.
Sasuke yelped slightly at the pain/pleasure he was feeling.
Kakashi squeezed again, harder, and tears burned behind Sasuke’s eyes. Figuring Kakashi wanted an answer, Sasuke nodded and closed his eyes, allowing the pained whimpers and needy moans to spill out of his mouth.
Kakashi petted Sasuke’s hair for a moment as he began to stroke Sasuke with his strong, roughened fingers. Sasuke’s hips frantically followed the movements of Kakashi’s fingers and it wasn’t long before Sasuke came with a loud cry.
Kakashi untied Sasuke and said cheerfully, “Better clean up before meeting Naruto and Sakura.”
Sasuke’s eyes snapped open when he remembered the entire point of following Kakashi in the first place. But, before he could question his teacher, Kakashi had left in a puff of smoke.
Sasuke scowled and looked down at his lap and silently cured Kakashi for leaving him covered in his own cum with no way to clean up and miles from home. He rubbed his wrist and put his elite ninja mind to work in order to get home stealthy to change.
-
Sakura and Naruto looked at him hopefully and Sasuke glared at them both before turning his head aside. He wasn’t going to tell them Kakashi had molested him. That was beyond embarrassing.
But one thing stood out for me - they didn’t show Sasuke stalking Kakashi. He instead turned his head to the side and refused to speak.
And, honestly, what other conclusion then the fact Kakashi had clearly molested Sasuke was I supposed to draw?
Thus, this fic tells what happened that day!
Blame my feverish mind for actually posting this crack. Shorta, sort-of-kind-of-non-con-but-not-really and some sick-and-wrong father-mother-Kakashi links in Sasuke’s confused, young, hormonal mind. I deserve to be shot.
Tied to a Tree
By: (Yami) White Ran
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.
Pairing: Kakashi/Sasuke.
Summary: Kakashi suddenly grabbed Sasuke’s wrists, pushed Sasuke to the ground, straddled his hips and pinned his wrists on the ground, above his head, as far as Sasuke’s arms would reach. Which meant their faces were centimeters apart and Kakashi’s breath was warm against Sasuke face.
Sasuke peered through the bushes as Kakashi walked through the forest, reading his book, and wondered he was hiding under the mask. A mutated mouth? Buckteeth? Purple lips? Skin disease? The millions of possibilities ran through Sasuke’s mind so much that he forgot to keep watch on Kakashi.
Someone tapped his shoulder and whispered softly in his ear, “what are you doing?”
Sasuke’s eyes widened and he jerked away and turned around. Kakashi was kneeling down beside him.
Sasuke scowled at him, and berated himself for getting lost in his own thoughts.
Kakashi suddenly grabbed Sasuke’s wrists, pushed Sasuke to the ground, straddled his hips and pinned his wrists on the ground, above his head, as far as Sasuke’s arms would reach. Which meant their faces were centimeters apart and Kakashi’s breath was warm against Sasuke face.
And Sasuke was quickly growing uncomfortably hot.
“Get off,” Sasuke snapped as he struggled to kick his teacher off of him.
Kakashi just gave him a dry look, he didn’t even bother to tighten his hold on Sasuke. Sasuke settled for turning his head to the side and sulking.
“You’re cute when you do that.”
Sasuke snapped his head up, eyes wide, and trying to stop the flush quickly spreading across his face. “What?”
“You look cute when you sulk.” Kakashi said and shifted his weight slightly. “Now this is interesting.”
Sasuke froze.
Kakashi’s eye somehow grinned as he said casually, “Do you want me to take care of that for you?”
Sasuke didn’t dignify that with a response.
Kakashi stood up and said, “If you want me to, go sit next to that tree.”
Sasuke wanted to glare at him and storm off, but his body wasn’t complying. Kakashi’s voice had taken that harder tone that Sasuke couldn’t help but obey.
When he got to the tree, he leaned against the bark, folded his arms and glared at the ground and tried to convince himself that Kakashi’s hard tone was not soothing.
However, he didn’t get ponder that for long, as Kakashi walked over to him, grabbed his wrists again, pinned, and tied them to the tree above his head.
“Spread your legs.”
Sasuke obeyed.
And glared at Kakashi and tried to shove away that pleasant feeling rising within his chest he’d long since thought gone that he felt when he finished a task well enough for father or mother to comment positively on.
Kakashi knelt down beside Sasuke so that one of his knees was pressed against Sasuke’s crouch and his other knee a few inches away from Sasuke’s left leg. He shoved his right hand up Sasuke’s shirt and began to pinch his nipple. Hard.
Sasuke’s eyes widened and there was something like a moan caught in the back of his throat and, to his horror/shock, his penis was quickly becoming painful in its hardness as his nipple was twisted mercilessly and grew sore. He bit his bottom lip, he wasn’t exactly sure why he was stopping himself from making any noises, but figured it’d be a strike against his pride.
Never mind he was tied to a tree with his legs spread as far apart as possible and his teacher was pinching him and pressing against him and his hips were grinding against said teacher’s knee on their own.
Not stopping his abuse of Sasuke’s nipples, Kakashi prodded Sasuke’s lips open gently. “I want to hear you.”
Sasuke bit Kakashi’s finger.
Kakashi sighed and Sasuke was filled with some sort of victory. However, before Sasuke could figure out what that victory might be, Kakashi hand had trailed down his stomach, down his shorts and had grabbed Sasuke’s penis and scrapped his nails against it softly.
Surprised at the action and the pleasant chills running down his spine, Sasuke whimpered softly.
“Bit down your moans and I’ll leave you here, unsatisfied,” Kakashi warned and squeezed slightly.
Sasuke yelped slightly at the pain/pleasure he was feeling.
Kakashi squeezed again, harder, and tears burned behind Sasuke’s eyes. Figuring Kakashi wanted an answer, Sasuke nodded and closed his eyes, allowing the pained whimpers and needy moans to spill out of his mouth.
Kakashi petted Sasuke’s hair for a moment as he began to stroke Sasuke with his strong, roughened fingers. Sasuke’s hips frantically followed the movements of Kakashi’s fingers and it wasn’t long before Sasuke came with a loud cry.
Kakashi untied Sasuke and said cheerfully, “Better clean up before meeting Naruto and Sakura.”
Sasuke’s eyes snapped open when he remembered the entire point of following Kakashi in the first place. But, before he could question his teacher, Kakashi had left in a puff of smoke.
Sasuke scowled and looked down at his lap and silently cured Kakashi for leaving him covered in his own cum with no way to clean up and miles from home. He rubbed his wrist and put his elite ninja mind to work in order to get home stealthy to change.
-
Sakura and Naruto looked at him hopefully and Sasuke glared at them both before turning his head aside. He wasn’t going to tell them Kakashi had molested him. That was beyond embarrassing.