FIC: What Genma Wanted Ch9 Pt2 (Pockyverse)
Title: What Genma Wanted Ch9 Pt2
Fandom: Naruto
Characters:GenRai + Iruka; OC ANBU boys, again *sigh* but they have names now : Jun (captain), Ryo (youngest), Yoshinori (oldest) and Tadashi (kunai finger-picker)
Genre: From Crack is born Romance, Angst and some other stuff
Rating: Mostly R, veering into NC17 on occasion
Warnings: Language, innuendo, some sex
Disclaimer: I don’t own Naruto. Masashi Kishimoto does, along with whatever other people/entities are along for the ride.
A/N: Still no beta. I'm tormenting myself enough as it is.
Summary: Round2 of smex, i mean, apologizing. Now there are 4 somebodies up on the roof, perving, i mean, waiting.
Raido moved over Iruka's body, hands and mouth working in smooth tandem, until he had Iruka gasping his name, arms twined around Raido's shoulders. He slid lower, dragging teeth and tongue over ribs and hipbones, pausing only to grab the lube and another glove. He pulled the glove onto his right hand this time - he was, like most shinobi, effectively ambidextrous, but he had much more control with his right hand.
He pushed Iruka back into the mattress, rotating slightly until they were on their sides, face to face, with Iruka's leg over his hip. Iruka panted harshly, barely aware of their change in position except that he could now reach Raido's lips and neck more easily. He took full advantage of Raido's temporary distraction, pressing Raido's cock gently as he nipped his away across broad collarbones. Raido heard his breath hitch in response, his eyelids fluttering, and he groaned, hands shaking. "So good," he groaned again, biting back and Iruka's low chuckle turned into to a shrill squeak. Raido tried upending the lube one-handed, but spilled more on the bed than in his hand.
"You're making a mess," Iruka teased, voice barely a whisper.
Raido shrugged in response, smoothing the lubed hand against Iruka. His left arm was pinned under Iruka's head, so he used it to pull Iruka's hair gently, forcing the smaller man's head up, exposing a smooth neck. Once again, his mouth and teeth slid across the brown skin as his right hand traveled its own teasing path until he felt Iruka tremble, nails raking down his chest. "Relax," he whispered as he pushed one finger in, his own body tensing in response to Iruka's soft 'ngh'. Iruka stayed relaxed, breathing deeply as Raido pushed the finger back and forth easily.
Raido could feel Iruka's cock against his own stomach, but he couldn't suppress a gasp each time it bumped against his own erection. He wanted to thrust, to feel that hot, soft flesh sliding against his own again. "Breathe," he whispered as he pulled his finger out to the very edge, pressing in gentle circles before he pushed back in with two fingers.
"Raido," Iruka moaned, his voice breaking slightly. He struggled to relax, to keep his breathing steady, his eyes squeezed tightly shut.
"It's okay. It's okay," Raido whispered back, kissing Iruka gently. He kept his fingers moving, twisting, getting Iruka used to the stretch. "It'll get better," he promised before he pushed Iruka's head forward, catching the man's lips in a brutal kiss.
Iruka curled his hand around Raido's neck, returning the kiss in kind. The noises returned, higher-pitched pants and moans, gentle 'aahs' and 'eees' slipping out whenever Raido moved his mouth.
"Better?" Raido asked finally when he felt Iruka push back, watching Iruka's face carefully.
"Intense," Iruka gasped, his hands clutching Raido's shoulders, his eyes wide.
Raido relaxed, smiling back. He shifted his fingers again, searching for the patch of nerves in Iruka's body. "Just wait," he smirked his best Genma-smirk. "It's gonna get even more intense now." He could feel the small nub, stroking lightly for at first, increasing the pressure slowly.
"It feels...so strange," Iruka gasped, pulling back from Raido's mouth. "So strange...unh... Raido!" Iruka's back arched back as his voice rose, nearly shrieking Raido's name in surprise. His head was thrown back, his eyes shut as he panted, shrieky little pants accompanied by full body tremors.
"Better?" Raido asked again, unable to keep the smile out of his voice. He didn't wait for Iruka to answer before he pressed his fingers in again, the same way, to nearly the same reaction.
Raido rolled onto his back, dragging Iruka with him, legs spread around his waist. It was harder to feel Iruka this way, but he could use both hands now, stroking Iruka's back and hips as his fingers set up a faster pace.
Iruka came up on his hands, his head dropping as he pushed back against Raido's fingers restlessly. His hands clenched and he arched, crying out Raido's name again. He fell forward against Raido's chest, panting desperately, mouthing small 'mmmms' against Raido's neck.
"Ready for more?" Raido grinned, laughing at Iruka's glazed stare.
"More?"
"More," Raido whispered, his fingers speeding up, twisting and bending.
"YES!" Iruka shrieked again, pushing back hard against Raido's hand.
Watching Iruka like that, Raido felt a wave of lust course through his body. He didn't want to wait any longer, couldn't wait. Using his free hand, he pushed them up from the bed, holding Iruka tightly. "Touch me," he urged, and Iruka nodded weakly, hand searching for the glob of lube still in a puddle on the bed. He found it, using both hands to slick Raido's cock.
Raido grunted in response, nipping Iruka's neck gently. "Yourself, too."
Finally, he could thrust in earnest, skin slipping against silky skin, Iruka's hands holding them together. Raido wanted to close his eyes, to just feel everything, hear everything, but the sight of Iruka barely holding it together, unraveling under Raido's hands was so much more arousing.
Iruka had given up trying to move his hands, working hard at keeping their bodies aligned when all he wanted to do was push back against the hand inside of him. Raido pulled Iruka closer, melding their lips together, moving his tongue in an erratic rhythm to match Iruka's body. It was times like this when an extra set of hands would have been useful, he thought ruefully, his heart wrenching slightly at the reminder that one of them was missing. Then Iruka gave another cry against Raido's mouth, and all thoughts of Genma or anyone else fled as Raido pushed his fingers in harder, deeper, all but crushing Iruka to his chest.
Raido couldn't tell how long they were there, moving frantically against each other. Time seemed to stop, there was nothing else there but Iruka, the sounds they made together and the creak of the bedframe. He could feel Iruka's body trembling, shuddering against his, Iruka's arms around his shoulders again, nails embedded in his skin. Raido twisted his fingers once, twice, and once again, groaning when he heard Iruka's choked cry and felt a new heat against his abdomen. He pushed his fingers in once more, hard, and felt another tremor, heard another cry against his neck before Iruka managed to stifle that one by sinking sharp teeth into Raido's skin.
Surprised, Raido shouted out, his control shattering under the multiple sensory attacks. "Fuck, gods, fuck!" Raido shouted again, thrusting hard against Iruka's stomach before he stopped, heart beating fast against Iruka's chest. He could feel Iruka's body still clenching his fingers, internal spasms that dragged another low moan from Iruka's throat.
Gently pulling his fingers out, Raido ripped the glove off with his teeth and tossed it over the side of the bed. He leaned forward, pushing them both back to the mattress, only now realizing his legs were aching.
Iruka was still gasping for air, his eyes barely open, pupils wide and glassy. He looked up at Raido, unable to do anything but breathe and shake his head.
Raido wasn't any better off as he crouched there, watching Iruka watch him.
Minutes passed, until finally Raido rolled onto his side, stretching his legs out with a satisfied groan. "You're amazing, you know that?" he whispered against Iruka's forehead, catching Iruka's chin with his fingers and brushing his lips lightly across a bruised mouth.
Iruka trembled slightly at Raido's touch. He smiled weakly, pulling Raido's hands to his face and kissing the fingertips lightly. Raido could see he was having a hard time keeping his eyes open. "Raido," he whispered finally, sighing when Raido pulled him closer.
"It's okay," Raido murmured back, brushing Iruka's hair from his face. "You need to sleep now. We'll talk in the morning."
A sudden noise from the roof startled both men. Raido groaned, rolling onto his back and hiding his eyes. "Not now," he griped, shaking his head.
"I guess you should have slept when you had the chance," Iruka whispered, poking Raido in the ribs, laughing gently when Raido grabbed his fingers.
"And miss out on a chance like this? No, never. It's not my fault some people have nothing better to do than hang out rooftops, listening in on private conversations." He raised his voice with the last sentence, grimacing when he heard footsteps heading towards the back of the house. "Go to sleep. I'll be done as soon as I can. It shouldn't take long, probably just an update." He kissed Iruka gently, smoothing out the worried lines in the younger man's forehead.
Raido groaned when he stood up, pulling on his discarded uniform pants and nothing else. He glanced down at his chest, grimacing, before using the shirt on the floor to wipe off the mess. "Go to sleep," he ordered again, smiling at Iruka's sleepy nod, then stepped into the living room, pulling the door shut behind him.
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Tadashi flew across the rooftops like a shadow. He could see his teammates waiting, sitting on a roof a few blocks away. He was late, but damn, he had a good excuse and they knew it. He considered surprising them, briefly, but discarded that instantly. While he could sneak up on any of them, even the captain, it was a potentially dangerous stunt. Jun was deadly with a kunai, and he was probably pissed enough as it was.
He whistled briefly, and cocked his head to the side when he received an answering whistle for silence. He landed on the roof silently, footsteps no more than a whisper against the tiles. Yoshinori pointed down, his face split in a wide grin. "Oh," Tadashi laughed when he heard the noises, punctuated by louder, higher-pitched cries. "Okay, then, I guess I'm not late."
"No, we're still waiting for them to finish up," Jun answered languidly. He laughed gently when they heard another cry and an answering groan. "Fuck, wonder what she looks like."
Tadashi kneeled down, putting his ear directly against the rooftop. He chuckled, squatting down next to Ryo. "That's not a she, Captain."
"What're you talking about? Of course she's a she. No way in hell is that a man's voice."
"Sorry, no. Maybe not a man, but that's definitely a male voice."
Ryo cocked his head, shocked. "What are you saying? Like a teenager or something?"
"Yeah," Tadashi replied. "Probably a teenager. And Namiashi is what, 30?"
They heard another strangled cry, then another, accompanied by a loud shout, followed by ragged pants. "Finally," Yoshinori growled. "Whoever it is, Namiashi is a damn machine, carrying on like this."
"I still say you're full of shit, Dashi," Jun replied evenly.
"Sounds like a bet," Ryo grinned.
"Fine with me," Tadashi shrugged. "Stakes?"
"One week's pay," Jun answered, and Tadashi nodded, agreeing.
"How will you know?" Ryo asked, amazed.
Yoshinori grinned back. "Somebody will have to sneak in and check, obviously." He waited three seconds before calling out suddenly. "Not it!"
"What? Yoshi, that's not fair. That just leaves me!" Ryo complained.
"Better not get caught, then," the captain warned, stomping his foot down on the roof, alerting the room's occupants of their rooftop visitors.
They all laughed softly when they heard Raido's muffled complaint waft up to them.
"Come on," Tadashi called, walking to the back of the apartment. "There's a balcony down here that leads directly to the dining area."
"How do you know that? Do you know Namiashi socially? It's not a fair bet if you have inside information, you know," Jun warned, eyes flashing.
"Nah, this isn't Namiashi's place. At least, it wasn't last year." Tadashi jumped down to the balcony and let himself into the apartment. He looked around and nodded as his teammates followed him in. "Same place. Same furniture, even. I was here for a party last year. A really wild party, if you know what I mean."
The men laughed as they filed in and waited for Raido to emerge from his bedroom.
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Read on to Chapter9 Pt3
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