Too Good, Chapter 4
So, here is the next one, not the best, but I was bored and annoyed so I wrote something and I just decided to post it so voila. Love your comments, they help more than you know, thanks to everyone. So sorry, no toy action this time, I swear it will happen next time!
Kakashi’s drowsy blue eye opened slowly; he must have dozed off at some point. A movement alerted him to what had woken him, Iruka was squirming uncomfortably beneath him, skin flushed, lips parted as his breath came in hot pants. He was also impossibly, incredibly, unbelievably hard. Again. Iruka continued to fidget as Kakashi’s gaze swept over his body. Kakashi loved the color of Iruka’s skin. It was like hazlenut or dark caramel or even a light coffee color. Mmmmmm, his hazlenut-caramel-coffee chuunin. A whimper drew his attention back to Iruka, who, it turned out, he was apparently licking. Ooooh, kinky, licking his yummy captive chuunin who was oh so sexy and oh so helplessly bound to the bed, fufufufufu! Kakashi began to swipe his tongue in long strokes all over Iruka’s body, taking the same path his hands had traveled previously.
Iruka’s eyelashes fluttered, was Kakashi licking him? He looked on in fascination as the tip of a pink tongue flashed out between pale pink lips, sending delightful shivers all through his body. Iruka gasped and a soft cry escaped his throat. The warm wet line cooled rapidly, eliciting more tingly sensations, and he felt his heart rate creeping up. Kakashi’s eye flicked up, meeting Iruka’s surprised gaze, a teasing smile quirked his lips and he very deliberately stuck his tongue out and dragged it over Iruka’s abdomen. Iruka gasped and this time a full-out moan, gods, it was torture to not be able to touch him.
Kakashi’s mind began supplying myriad scenarios starring his tied-up chuunin: he could blindfold him and touch his body in random places close to his erogenous zones, he could pour dessert condiments all over him and lick them off, he even had some chocolate sauce in his cabinet right now, or, best of all, he could retrieve his toy box from under his bed and have all kinds of wild kinky fun with Iruka, who really couldn’t say no in his current condition. Not that Kakashi would take advantage of him, no, he was really only helping Iruka, yes, his poor, horny, captive Iruka who would be very willing if he just played his cards right…
Deciding on a combination of all his fantasies, Kakashi dispatched a clone to his apartment to retrieve his box of goodies and the chocolate sauce while he began to work his magic on Iruka. First he had to have the clone get dressed, of course. A naked Kakashi running around the streets of Konoha was sure to draw the wrong kind of attention, and although Kakashi could add sex in public places to his list of kinks, blatantly flaunting his nude body was more than likely to get him into more trouble than it was worth at this point. And, while it was a clone and he could get the whole experience once it bampf-ed out of existence, he would rather have the fun himself. He stored the idea of a frolic in the buff with Iruka away in his mind for future contemplation and fantasies and set about his work on Iruka once more.
He would have Iruka begging again in no time; god that had been so hot, hearing the normally so proper school teacher screaming to fuck him dirty. Perhaps that had just been the sex-drug talking, but Kakashi doubted it. Iruka was generally vocal in bed and in private he was quite a naughty little chuunin. Kakashi shivered, recalling the time he had come home very late from a long mission and had crashed at his apartment, not stopping by Iruka’s house to tell him of his return, and how a very stern looking Iruka had bent him over his knee and given him a spanking the next day. With a ruler. On his bare ass. Yes, he would have Iruka begging for him in no time.
Kakashi began touching Iruka as well as licking him, combining soft strokes and playful pinches with licks and bites and nibbles. Iruka was awash with sensations, and he began to squirm and pant as his nether regions began to awaken once more. He was mewling and crying out by the time Kakashi started to squeeze and tug on his nipples. His cries became pleas in short order as Kakashi moved one hand down to grope and fondle Iruka’s genitals and his mouth replaced that hand on his nipple, his tongue tracing all around the areola before nudging and pushing on the stiff nub. Iruka’s eyes flew open as another pair of hands moved over his body…it was another Kakashi! Not again! Damn clones! When had he had time to make a clone? Iruka was sure that his hands had most definitely been on his body just now, so it must have been earlier that the clone…ahhh…oh that was very nice…very very nice indeed…four hands were excellent, absolutely.
Kakashi’s clone had arrived just as the real Kakashi was feeling Iruka up and before he could dispel his copy, the clone had set the box he had retrieved down, stripped, and had joined in the fun. Kakashi was about to stop what he was doing and bampf the intruder away when Iruka moaned. Apparently, this time he liked two pairs of hands, and come to think of it, the clone might just be able to help. Giving a licentious grin to his copy and gesturing for him to continue touching, Kakashi hopped off the bed and went over to the discarded container. Inner!Kakashi was drooling and foaming at the mouth by the time Kakashi made his way back to the bed with the package, eagerly playing out thousands of scenarios with each of the many toys in the box. Kakashi decided on the chocolate sauce first, wondering if Iruka could tell whose tongue was the real one. He seated himself between Iruka’s legs and popped the cap off. Iruka’s lustful gaze lit on him, making Kakashi stop and stare. The sex god Umino Iruka was back in full force, and Kakashi wondered if maybe a clone to help hadn’t been a stroke of genius. Handling the chuunin was going to be a lot of work, if his drained cock was any indication.
With a cheeky grin, Kakashi drew big kanji of his name across Iruka’s chest in a show of possession.
“You’re mine, Iruka, all mine, and I’m going to let your whole body know it,” Kakashi whispered seductively, drawing little swirls and random words like ‘owned’ and ‘private property’ and ‘lick here’ all over his sexy chuunin.
Capping the bottle, he tossed it into the box and set it on the floor. The clone gave him a thumbs up before setting to work on the chuunin’s arms. Kakashi chose to start on the big kanji of his name, which he figured would be very messy and therefore very much fun. It was also centered between Iruka’s swollen nipples, which the man loved to have teased and licked and touched and squeezed and sucked and…Iruka’s moan brought him back to himself and he saw the clone had gone for the sensitive skin on the inside of his chuunin’s biceps. Not to be outdone by his copy, the copy nin licked a huge line right through the kanji starting at Iruka’s bellybutton and ending in the little hollow at the base of his neck just above and inbetween his collarbones. He could feel the breaths Iruka took through the thin skin of his throat, and he gently sucked the peaks of each collarbone before licking down the curve of each.
While Kakashi felt he exhibited more dog-like behaviors (he was quite playful for instance, and fiercely loyal) he likened Iruka to a cat in many respects, and his affinity for licking and being licked was just one of the many traits the chuunin seemed to present. The chuunin was sighing contentedly as he shivered in delight at the lovely sensations of two tongues gliding over his skin. Kakashi had often tried to get clones involved in their sex life, but somehow Iruka was shy about the idea. This time, however, Iruka couldn’t seem to get enough of Kakashi, and the copy was almost as good as the real thing. As his body was worshipped by the two jounin, he leaned in to kiss the nearest mouth.
That was a big mistake. It turned out this was the copy copy-nin, and the real deal just happened to be watching, the very real, very possessive, very jealous copy-nin. . Kakashi knew that he was possessive, so he should have realized trying to share, even if it was with himself, wasn’t going to work out. His need to be in control, to be the alpha male, to dominate and take during sex all worked against his clone. In short order the copy had been bampf-ed away in a puff of smoke leaving a slightly startled Iruka looking wide-eyed at the real Kakashi.
“I don’t like other people touching you,” Kakashi pouted.
“But it was yourself!” Iruka panted, giving him a pout of his own.
“That’s beside the point,” Kakashi sniffed before sealing his lips over the chuunin’s, claiming him. Perhaps this wasn’t the best time to invite a third party, erm, copy of the second party, erm, whatever.
Kakashi continued to methodically lap up the chocolate, pausing every so often to share a cocoa-flavored kiss with Iruka. The chuunin sighed in contentment; the swipe of Kakashi’s tongue was soothing, and he would have been lulled into a trance under normal circumstances. These, however, were most definitely not normal circumstances his body informed him, as his dick began to throb in time with his heartbeat. Iruka was starting to feel like a horny little chuunin again, and this brought out his aggressive nature. He wrapped his legs around Kakashi’s waist; the jounin had straddled his body and was on his hands and knees while licking. Kakashi stopped licking and stared down again into the face of Umino Iruka, Sex God Extraordinaire. His depleted cock could only twitch feebly, however, exhausted as Kakashi was from the multiple ejaculations he had recently had. Time for the toys, Inner!Kakashi informed him, and he mentally nodded in agreement.
Rapidly sucking the last of the chocolate from the caramel skin, Kakashi tried to unwind the chuunin’s legs from around his waist. But Iruka didn’t want to let go, no, he wanted Kakashi to stay right where he was. His gaze caught Kakashi’s blue eye, and the seductive glint his own eyes held seemed to hold Kakashi as tightly as his legs gripped him. Kakashi just stared down at Iruka, Inner!Kakashi tried valiantly to wrench him away from the hypnotic pull of those deep brown eyes, but it was to no avail. Even screaming about the sex toys failed to wrench Kakashi’s eye away.
Kakashi was trapped, mind, body, and soul in that one look. It held alluring sexuality, but also, deeper behind that, love. Kakashi’s felt a little flutter in his chest; he had never seen Iruka’s eyes shine like that for anyone but him, and that look, it seemed to reach inside of him and grip his very heart with ineffable, inexplicable emotion. Love wasn’t big enough to describe what he felt, it was so inadequate; but, it was the only word that humans had invented to name it, so however insufficient it was, he would have to settle with saying it. But he could show it, and that was getting closer to the truth. If a picture was worth a thousand words, then an action was worth a million. So Kakashi leaned in and kissed his chunnin with all the passion contained within his being, trying to communicate that feeling named ‘love’. As they broke apart for air, he bent forward to nuzzle the soft skin between Iruka’s neck and shoulder and whispered, “I love you,” for what it was worth.
“Love you too,” Iruka responded, but it was as if he had also said it from the bottom of his heart, not merely to echo Kakashi, but as a statement of his own.
Iruka was feeling more and more lustful, though, so instead of letting things progress in that direction, he quickly turned things in a more purely sexual direction.
“Know what I also love?” he purred. Kakashi felt a thrill course through his body, and he shivered.
“This,” Iruka husked, gripping tightly with his thighs as he thrust up with his dripping cock.
Kakashi groaned in answer, his aching cock and balls stroked by Iruka’s rock hard erection. Iruka began to thrust rhythmically, earning whimpers and moans from the copy-nin. Kakashi hadn’t thought it possible, but he too was once again stiff, one hand clenched in the bed sheets, the other finding its way down to Iruka’s hip to steady himself as he pushed down to meet Iruka’s body with his own to create that delicious friction between them. The arm supporting his weight trembled, and he sank down onto his forearm. Kakashi let his head sink down as well, burying his nose against Iruka’s neck. He inhaled deeply, loving the smell of Iruka, that intoxicating aroma he knew so well, the scent of his lover.
Their bodies were once again sliding against one another, their skin slicked with sweat, their breaths coming in gasps and pants as they began to lose control. Kakashi suddenly arched his back and threw his arms behind him to pry Iruka from his waist, then straddled his thighs and pressed the chuunin’s hips down with his hands. He then lined their cocks up together and began thrusting at his own pace. Iruka watched as Kakashi frotted with him; pale skin against his own darker flesh, the dusky rose color of Kakashi’s engorged cock against the nearly burgundy color of his own. He began to moan wantonly as one of Kakashi’s hands moved from his hip to fist both their cocks together, pumping now as well as thrusting. Kakashi was at the brink, and he looked up from his stroking hand to lock eyes with Iruka.
“With me,” he rasped, and Iruka thickened in his hand and his cum shot out, thick white ropes all across his caramel-colored skin. Kakashi felt his own dick swell and he groaned as he added his own cream to Iruka’s chest. Yet again the two shinobi found themselves in a tangle of limbs, sandwiched together, exhausted from the nth sexual episode they’d had that day.
Ch 5
"fluffy interlude"
Ch 3
Ch 2
Ch 1
Kakashi’s drowsy blue eye opened slowly; he must have dozed off at some point. A movement alerted him to what had woken him, Iruka was squirming uncomfortably beneath him, skin flushed, lips parted as his breath came in hot pants. He was also impossibly, incredibly, unbelievably hard. Again. Iruka continued to fidget as Kakashi’s gaze swept over his body. Kakashi loved the color of Iruka’s skin. It was like hazlenut or dark caramel or even a light coffee color. Mmmmmm, his hazlenut-caramel-coffee chuunin. A whimper drew his attention back to Iruka, who, it turned out, he was apparently licking. Ooooh, kinky, licking his yummy captive chuunin who was oh so sexy and oh so helplessly bound to the bed, fufufufufu! Kakashi began to swipe his tongue in long strokes all over Iruka’s body, taking the same path his hands had traveled previously.
Iruka’s eyelashes fluttered, was Kakashi licking him? He looked on in fascination as the tip of a pink tongue flashed out between pale pink lips, sending delightful shivers all through his body. Iruka gasped and a soft cry escaped his throat. The warm wet line cooled rapidly, eliciting more tingly sensations, and he felt his heart rate creeping up. Kakashi’s eye flicked up, meeting Iruka’s surprised gaze, a teasing smile quirked his lips and he very deliberately stuck his tongue out and dragged it over Iruka’s abdomen. Iruka gasped and this time a full-out moan, gods, it was torture to not be able to touch him.
Kakashi’s mind began supplying myriad scenarios starring his tied-up chuunin: he could blindfold him and touch his body in random places close to his erogenous zones, he could pour dessert condiments all over him and lick them off, he even had some chocolate sauce in his cabinet right now, or, best of all, he could retrieve his toy box from under his bed and have all kinds of wild kinky fun with Iruka, who really couldn’t say no in his current condition. Not that Kakashi would take advantage of him, no, he was really only helping Iruka, yes, his poor, horny, captive Iruka who would be very willing if he just played his cards right…
Deciding on a combination of all his fantasies, Kakashi dispatched a clone to his apartment to retrieve his box of goodies and the chocolate sauce while he began to work his magic on Iruka. First he had to have the clone get dressed, of course. A naked Kakashi running around the streets of Konoha was sure to draw the wrong kind of attention, and although Kakashi could add sex in public places to his list of kinks, blatantly flaunting his nude body was more than likely to get him into more trouble than it was worth at this point. And, while it was a clone and he could get the whole experience once it bampf-ed out of existence, he would rather have the fun himself. He stored the idea of a frolic in the buff with Iruka away in his mind for future contemplation and fantasies and set about his work on Iruka once more.
He would have Iruka begging again in no time; god that had been so hot, hearing the normally so proper school teacher screaming to fuck him dirty. Perhaps that had just been the sex-drug talking, but Kakashi doubted it. Iruka was generally vocal in bed and in private he was quite a naughty little chuunin. Kakashi shivered, recalling the time he had come home very late from a long mission and had crashed at his apartment, not stopping by Iruka’s house to tell him of his return, and how a very stern looking Iruka had bent him over his knee and given him a spanking the next day. With a ruler. On his bare ass. Yes, he would have Iruka begging for him in no time.
Kakashi began touching Iruka as well as licking him, combining soft strokes and playful pinches with licks and bites and nibbles. Iruka was awash with sensations, and he began to squirm and pant as his nether regions began to awaken once more. He was mewling and crying out by the time Kakashi started to squeeze and tug on his nipples. His cries became pleas in short order as Kakashi moved one hand down to grope and fondle Iruka’s genitals and his mouth replaced that hand on his nipple, his tongue tracing all around the areola before nudging and pushing on the stiff nub. Iruka’s eyes flew open as another pair of hands moved over his body…it was another Kakashi! Not again! Damn clones! When had he had time to make a clone? Iruka was sure that his hands had most definitely been on his body just now, so it must have been earlier that the clone…ahhh…oh that was very nice…very very nice indeed…four hands were excellent, absolutely.
Kakashi’s clone had arrived just as the real Kakashi was feeling Iruka up and before he could dispel his copy, the clone had set the box he had retrieved down, stripped, and had joined in the fun. Kakashi was about to stop what he was doing and bampf the intruder away when Iruka moaned. Apparently, this time he liked two pairs of hands, and come to think of it, the clone might just be able to help. Giving a licentious grin to his copy and gesturing for him to continue touching, Kakashi hopped off the bed and went over to the discarded container. Inner!Kakashi was drooling and foaming at the mouth by the time Kakashi made his way back to the bed with the package, eagerly playing out thousands of scenarios with each of the many toys in the box. Kakashi decided on the chocolate sauce first, wondering if Iruka could tell whose tongue was the real one. He seated himself between Iruka’s legs and popped the cap off. Iruka’s lustful gaze lit on him, making Kakashi stop and stare. The sex god Umino Iruka was back in full force, and Kakashi wondered if maybe a clone to help hadn’t been a stroke of genius. Handling the chuunin was going to be a lot of work, if his drained cock was any indication.
With a cheeky grin, Kakashi drew big kanji of his name across Iruka’s chest in a show of possession.
“You’re mine, Iruka, all mine, and I’m going to let your whole body know it,” Kakashi whispered seductively, drawing little swirls and random words like ‘owned’ and ‘private property’ and ‘lick here’ all over his sexy chuunin.
Capping the bottle, he tossed it into the box and set it on the floor. The clone gave him a thumbs up before setting to work on the chuunin’s arms. Kakashi chose to start on the big kanji of his name, which he figured would be very messy and therefore very much fun. It was also centered between Iruka’s swollen nipples, which the man loved to have teased and licked and touched and squeezed and sucked and…Iruka’s moan brought him back to himself and he saw the clone had gone for the sensitive skin on the inside of his chuunin’s biceps. Not to be outdone by his copy, the copy nin licked a huge line right through the kanji starting at Iruka’s bellybutton and ending in the little hollow at the base of his neck just above and inbetween his collarbones. He could feel the breaths Iruka took through the thin skin of his throat, and he gently sucked the peaks of each collarbone before licking down the curve of each.
While Kakashi felt he exhibited more dog-like behaviors (he was quite playful for instance, and fiercely loyal) he likened Iruka to a cat in many respects, and his affinity for licking and being licked was just one of the many traits the chuunin seemed to present. The chuunin was sighing contentedly as he shivered in delight at the lovely sensations of two tongues gliding over his skin. Kakashi had often tried to get clones involved in their sex life, but somehow Iruka was shy about the idea. This time, however, Iruka couldn’t seem to get enough of Kakashi, and the copy was almost as good as the real thing. As his body was worshipped by the two jounin, he leaned in to kiss the nearest mouth.
That was a big mistake. It turned out this was the copy copy-nin, and the real deal just happened to be watching, the very real, very possessive, very jealous copy-nin. . Kakashi knew that he was possessive, so he should have realized trying to share, even if it was with himself, wasn’t going to work out. His need to be in control, to be the alpha male, to dominate and take during sex all worked against his clone. In short order the copy had been bampf-ed away in a puff of smoke leaving a slightly startled Iruka looking wide-eyed at the real Kakashi.
“I don’t like other people touching you,” Kakashi pouted.
“But it was yourself!” Iruka panted, giving him a pout of his own.
“That’s beside the point,” Kakashi sniffed before sealing his lips over the chuunin’s, claiming him. Perhaps this wasn’t the best time to invite a third party, erm, copy of the second party, erm, whatever.
Kakashi continued to methodically lap up the chocolate, pausing every so often to share a cocoa-flavored kiss with Iruka. The chuunin sighed in contentment; the swipe of Kakashi’s tongue was soothing, and he would have been lulled into a trance under normal circumstances. These, however, were most definitely not normal circumstances his body informed him, as his dick began to throb in time with his heartbeat. Iruka was starting to feel like a horny little chuunin again, and this brought out his aggressive nature. He wrapped his legs around Kakashi’s waist; the jounin had straddled his body and was on his hands and knees while licking. Kakashi stopped licking and stared down again into the face of Umino Iruka, Sex God Extraordinaire. His depleted cock could only twitch feebly, however, exhausted as Kakashi was from the multiple ejaculations he had recently had. Time for the toys, Inner!Kakashi informed him, and he mentally nodded in agreement.
Rapidly sucking the last of the chocolate from the caramel skin, Kakashi tried to unwind the chuunin’s legs from around his waist. But Iruka didn’t want to let go, no, he wanted Kakashi to stay right where he was. His gaze caught Kakashi’s blue eye, and the seductive glint his own eyes held seemed to hold Kakashi as tightly as his legs gripped him. Kakashi just stared down at Iruka, Inner!Kakashi tried valiantly to wrench him away from the hypnotic pull of those deep brown eyes, but it was to no avail. Even screaming about the sex toys failed to wrench Kakashi’s eye away.
Kakashi was trapped, mind, body, and soul in that one look. It held alluring sexuality, but also, deeper behind that, love. Kakashi’s felt a little flutter in his chest; he had never seen Iruka’s eyes shine like that for anyone but him, and that look, it seemed to reach inside of him and grip his very heart with ineffable, inexplicable emotion. Love wasn’t big enough to describe what he felt, it was so inadequate; but, it was the only word that humans had invented to name it, so however insufficient it was, he would have to settle with saying it. But he could show it, and that was getting closer to the truth. If a picture was worth a thousand words, then an action was worth a million. So Kakashi leaned in and kissed his chunnin with all the passion contained within his being, trying to communicate that feeling named ‘love’. As they broke apart for air, he bent forward to nuzzle the soft skin between Iruka’s neck and shoulder and whispered, “I love you,” for what it was worth.
“Love you too,” Iruka responded, but it was as if he had also said it from the bottom of his heart, not merely to echo Kakashi, but as a statement of his own.
Iruka was feeling more and more lustful, though, so instead of letting things progress in that direction, he quickly turned things in a more purely sexual direction.
“Know what I also love?” he purred. Kakashi felt a thrill course through his body, and he shivered.
“This,” Iruka husked, gripping tightly with his thighs as he thrust up with his dripping cock.
Kakashi groaned in answer, his aching cock and balls stroked by Iruka’s rock hard erection. Iruka began to thrust rhythmically, earning whimpers and moans from the copy-nin. Kakashi hadn’t thought it possible, but he too was once again stiff, one hand clenched in the bed sheets, the other finding its way down to Iruka’s hip to steady himself as he pushed down to meet Iruka’s body with his own to create that delicious friction between them. The arm supporting his weight trembled, and he sank down onto his forearm. Kakashi let his head sink down as well, burying his nose against Iruka’s neck. He inhaled deeply, loving the smell of Iruka, that intoxicating aroma he knew so well, the scent of his lover.
Their bodies were once again sliding against one another, their skin slicked with sweat, their breaths coming in gasps and pants as they began to lose control. Kakashi suddenly arched his back and threw his arms behind him to pry Iruka from his waist, then straddled his thighs and pressed the chuunin’s hips down with his hands. He then lined their cocks up together and began thrusting at his own pace. Iruka watched as Kakashi frotted with him; pale skin against his own darker flesh, the dusky rose color of Kakashi’s engorged cock against the nearly burgundy color of his own. He began to moan wantonly as one of Kakashi’s hands moved from his hip to fist both their cocks together, pumping now as well as thrusting. Kakashi was at the brink, and he looked up from his stroking hand to lock eyes with Iruka.
“With me,” he rasped, and Iruka thickened in his hand and his cum shot out, thick white ropes all across his caramel-colored skin. Kakashi felt his own dick swell and he groaned as he added his own cream to Iruka’s chest. Yet again the two shinobi found themselves in a tangle of limbs, sandwiched together, exhausted from the nth sexual episode they’d had that day.
Ch 5
"fluffy interlude"
Ch 3
Ch 2
Ch 1