Hey, folks. I finally finished the next chapter, and it's finally NC-17. No spoilers.

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The Right Way

by nayru-kleinefee


Chapter 10 – Matching

Mmrph… too bright… Kakashi growled disapprovingly at the disturbing light and snuggled his nose deeper into his pillow. Mmmmh… much better… good pillow… smells like Iruka… is warm… and soft… especially the hair… smells good… He frowned. Pillows… pillows shouldn’t be hairy… or should they?

Kakashi cracked his right eye open only to shut it again immediately. Much too bright… mean, stupid sun shining on my bed… shouldn’t… pillow is better… hn?… pillows shouldn’t move… or should they?

The Jounin growled again, then opened his eye slowly and blinked owlishly in the offending morning sun. Stupid, mean sun… much too early… now why am I awake?… ah right, pillow… weird pillow… He focused his eye. Brown pillow… hairy, brown pillow… hairy, brown pillow that smells like Iruka… weird… He prodded the pillow in front of him with his nose, refusing to move his arms that were wrapped snugly around something firm and warm.

“Grmph”, the pillow told him and shifted slightly.

Talking pillow?… grmph-ing pillow?… Kakashi frowned. Hairy, brown pillow that smells of Iruka and makes ‘grmph’?… Since when do I have- His eyes widened. Yesterday. Late. Iruka invited me. Slept in his bed. No pillow. He grinned broadly and closed his eyes, then tightened his hold around his Chuunin-pillow’s waist.

“Hn?”, the Chuunin-pillow questioned sleepily.

Iruka-pillow. Best pillow ever. Kakashi buried his face deep in the brown strands of hair and took a deep breath. Mmmh… my first night with Iruka… a whole night with him… at least… He opened his eye again and looked at the sun. …at least nine hours with Iruka in my arms… Kakashi sighed happily. Life was good.

“Kakashi?”, the Chuunin in his arms murmured sleepily and turned his head a little, causing more strands of soft hair to fall into the Copy-nin’s face.

“Hm?”

“How late is it?”

“Mmmh… Ten o’clock, I’d think.”

“And it’s Sunday, right?”

“Yes.”

“Good.” Iruka sighed, then settled back into his pillow.

“Good”, Kakashi agreed and nuzzled the neck of his Iruka-pillow.

“Mph… Tickles.” The Chuunin squirmed, then turned around in his arms, eyes still closed.

“Good morning”, Kakashi murmured and gave him a sweet kiss. Perfect morning.

“Morning.” Iruka opened his eyes slowly and smiled. “Like that…”

“Tickling?”

“No… waking up with you… ‘s nice.” The Chuunin nuzzled his head against the Copy-nin’s chest and yawned. “Warm.”

“Mmmh…” Kakashi hugged him closer.

“Breakfast in bed?”, Iruka offered after a while.

“Can I eat you?”, the Jounin asked back and grinned.

“Mmmh… maybe a little…” Iruka laughed. “Actually thought about fruits and toast with fried eggs.”

“Later.” Kakashi shifted until his face was in front of the Chuunin’s. “First I want the ‘maybe a little’. And lots of it, please.” He kissed the smiling lips before him.

“Good choice”, Iruka agreed, then wrapped his arms around the Jounin’s neck, deepened the kiss and let his left hand slide into Kakashi’s silver hair.

Kakashi purred contently, smiled against the lips on his and slipped his hands under the hem of Iruka’s sleeping shirt, then shifted, slowly pushed the Chuunin onto his back and lay down upon him.

It was then that he noticed his… some-mornings-you-have-this condition.

Iruka immediately froze beneath him, and Kakashi heard his breath hitch and saw his eyes open wide.

“I’ll… I’ll go shower now”, was all that the Copy-nin managed to get out before he stood up hastily, hurried towards the bathroom and closed the door behind him without looking back at the Chuunin.

Idiot! Why didn’t I pay attention to… He groaned and shook his head. It’s been only five weeks since I have this… this hopefully-a-relationship thing with him that I want to be an everything-relationship and I was so good at hiding my… excitement the last weeks! And then I spend my first night with him and have to do THAT?! Of course he’s shocked…

Kakashi glared down at the only part of his body he didn’t have a shinobi’s control over. Iruka will be angry… if he isn’t scared of me now, that is… I don’t even know if he’s ever been with a man before! Shit, you’re an idiot, Hatake! How would you feel if you had just woken up for the first time beside somebody and that somebody pressed- Shit!

Still cursing his treacherous body, the Jounin shed his sleeping shirt and boxers and went into the shower cubicle. He turned the shower on and reached for a bottle of shampoo. Water’s too warm. You need to cool down, you idiot. Mmmh, this shampoo smells nice… smells almost like Iruka’s hair, although something is missing… He sighed and took a deep breath, inhaling the smell of the shampoo. Mmmh… I’d like to wash his hair some day… so nice and soft and- Aargh! What are you doing, Hatake? That’s not helping at all!

Kakashi put the shampoo back and reached out to turn the warm water off and get himself a freezing shower when his eyes caught sight of a bottle of conditioner. Distracted from his previous intention, he took the bottle, opened it and smelled. Mmmmh… that’s what was missing in the shampoo… that smell… He took another breath. That’s why his hair’s so soft… Iruka’s washing it and then using conditioner… right here… and his hands are running through his hair… again… and again… and then…

With a very small part of his otherwise Iruka-filled brain, Kakashi noticed that the hand not holding the bottle moved down, followed the warm water running over his body and then wrapped itself around his hard member before it started to stroke slowly.

And then Iruka’s washing his neck… and then his chest… and his hands are stroking… are stroking… are… The bottle fell from his hand when the Jounin reached out to steady himself with it against the wall before him, then he heard a loud noise near his feet, but he couldn’t quite get what could have caused it and therefore chose to ignore it. Iruka’s hands… stroking… and stroking… his chest… and his belly… and then…

“Iruka”, Kakashi whispered. “Iruka.” He heard his short fingernails scratch on the wall while his stroking hand gently moved from root to tip and back again. “Iruka”, the Jounin moaned. “My Iruka…”

A cold rush of air on his back startled him a little, but he didn’t pay much attention to it. And then Iruka’s stroking over my chest… and kissing me… and then his hands-

He gave a shocked start when two warm hands suddenly touched his back and slowly moved around his waist. “What-”

“Kakashi”, Iruka whispered.

Kakashi froze.

“Shhh…” The hands moved to the Copy-nin’s abs, then further down until he felt them touch his lower hand.

“Iru-” Kakashi almost choked. “Iruka, I-”

“Shhh…”, the Chuunin repeated. “Take your hand away.”

“Iruka, I…” Still in shock, the Jounin did as told and moved his hand to the other on the wall. “I’m sorry, I-” His eyes widened and he fell silent immediately when two warm, tender hands were wrapped around his hard member.

“Don’t be sorry”, Iruka murmured.

“But you-” Kakashi broke off and moaned in surprise and pleasure when a fingertip circled the slit of his hard-on. “You d- you don’t ha-” He broke off, panting by now and finding it hard to focus on talking.

“I don’t what?”, the Chuunin asked, then Kakashi felt the left hand move up his body and stroke his chest while the right slowly started stroking his erection.

“You don- don’t have to… to do this…”, he forced out. “Don’t wa-want to… push…” He threw his head back and let out a throaty moan when the lower of the stroking hands tightened its grip a little. His fingers clenched and unclenched themselves on the wall along with the rhythm of the strokes.

“You’re not pushing me”, Iruka whispered, then leaned forward and licked the Copy-nin’s left ear, his tongue almost burning on the Jounin’s skin, the contact feeling hotter than the water pouring down on his body.

Kakashi wanted to say something, tell Iruka that he could stop whenever he wanted, but then he felt him step forward, felt the Chuunin’s chest touch his back and a hard erection press against his rear end, and all he could do was shudder in arousal.

“You’re not pushing me”, Iruka murmured again, his breathing a little harsh and panting. “With you I want this, Kakashi.” He started to move his member against the Jounin’s bottom in the same rhythm his hands stroked.

“Iruka”, Kakashi moaned. “Iruka…” He heard his voice almost break, his mind lost in the sensations.

“Kakashi…”, Iruka murmured back against his neck, then licked the smooth skin and finally bit him gently.

“Iruka, I… I want to turn around.” Want to see you… want to… to kiss… and touch… please… want-

“No”, Iruka breathed. “Don’t.”

“Please… Want… want to see you…” Kakashi felt the desire to see the beautiful face being overwhelming by now, even stronger than the wish to be touched.

“No”, the Chuunin repeated softly. “No.”

“Please.” Kakashi moved his left hand from the wall, then placed it over Iruka’s on his member and stopped its movements. “Please, Iruka”, he pleaded. “Let me turn around. I want to see your face.”

“But…” He could feel the Chuunin tense against his back and go totally still. “But I…” Iruka took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly, the sound even audible over the pattering of the water. “But if you look at me now… while… while I’m doing this with you… and what if I do it wrong and… that… that would-”

“Please, Iruka”, Kakashi whispered softly. “I’ve wanted this for a very long time. I want to see you.”

“I’m sorry, Kakashi.” Iruka suddenly tensed further, then he removed both of his hands from the Copy-nin’s body and took a step back. “I’m sorry. I… I just couldn’t go faster, but I really tried to-”

“No! I didn’t mean it like that!”, the Jounin told him hastily and stopped himself in his attempt to turn around. “I didn’t mean it like that.” His whole body screamed he should turn around, take Iruka into his arms and touch him, but he forced himself to stay with his back to the Chuunin, hoping it would help to soothe him.

“I’m sorry”, Iruka whispered, his voice thick. “I didn’t mean to make you wait. I… I just couldn’t- I- I didn’t want- I-”

“No, it’s not like that”, Kakashi tried to reassure him. “I didn’t mean I’ve waited for… for this in particular… I just-”

“I’m sorry”, the Chuunin repeated, and Kakashi saw in the corner of his eye that his hand reached out for the door of the shower.

“Please stay”, he pleaded desperately, reached out and caught the hand gently with his, his front still directed at the wall. “When I said I’ve waited for this for a long time, I didn’t want to say I was impatient. I…” The Copy-nin took a deep breath, his chest suddenly too tight to take in enough air and the water pouring down on his chest feeling like needles on his skin. Don’t leave me. Please don’t leave me.

Iruka tried to free his hand. “Kakashi, please let me-”

“I’ve wanted to be with you for a very long time now”, the Jounin told him softly, desperately. “I don’t mean being with you like this, I mean…” He let go of the Chuunin’s wrist and closed his eyes. “I mean I’ve waited very long for this to happen, all of this, do you understand, Iruka? I’ve wanted to be with you in every way you would let me for a very long time, and I don’t care if it’s also physical or just… just… I don’t know, just seeing you smile at me from time to time or talking to you…”

“Kakashi…” The Copy-nin could barely hear Iruka’s voice over the sound of the water and the fast, irregular beating of his heart.

“I’m sorry”, Kakashi whispered. “I know I’m not good with words when I talk to you. I even… I even stalked you for months because I was afraid to talk to you at first and…” He took a deep breath. “Please, Iruka… Please don’t leave me.” I don’t think I can stand to lose you now that I know how it is to be with you.

“Ka-” He heard Iruka swallow hard. “Kakashi, I don’t… I…”

“Please don’t leave me, Iruka. Please, I will do anything you-” Kakashi fell silent when the Chuunin suddenly wrapped his arms tightly around him and he felt a shaking body press against his back.

“Kakashi”, Iruka whispered, his voice shaking as much as his body. “I’m s-sorry.”

“No. No, please don’t be”, the Jounin murmured and stroked the arms around his body gently while relief made his knees so weak they could barely support his weight. “May I turn around, Iruka? Please, I-”

“Yes.” The Chuunin loosened his hold until there was enough space to move, if only barely.

Kakashi turned around in his arms and gave a shocked start when he saw that Iruka’s eyes were slightly red. “Don’t cry”, he begged and hugged him. “Please don’t cry because of me, I couldn’t stand that.” His chest tightened even more than before, painful this time.

“I won’t cry”, the Chuunin whispered and took several breaths. “But did you really stalk me for months because you were afraid to talk to me?”

“Yes. I… I did it because every time I tried to talk to you, I got nervous and did something to make you angry at me although I didn’t mean to do it… I’m sorry. I know it wasn’t right to stalk you, but I wanted to be near you and didn’t know how t-”

“It’s alright, Kakashi.” Iruka nodded against his chest. “I’m not angry.”

“Thank you”, Kakashi murmured, utterly relieved. “Thank you, Iruka. For not being angry and for not leaving me and for being with me.”

Iruka stayed silent for a while, then lifted his head slowly and kissed him. His hands moved up and wrapped themselves around the Jounin’s neck while he deepened the kiss and closed the space between their bodies.

“Iruka”, Kakashi whispered against his lips. “We don’t have to do this if you don’t want.”

“I want. I want to do this. With you I want it”, the Chuunin told him, then blushed deeply. “And… and I want you to see me while we do it… I want to see you, too.” He moved his hips in small circles against the Jounin’s and kissed him again, demanding, his tongue sliding deep into Kakashi’s mouth and stroking his more forcefully than before.

Kakashi moaned into the kiss, took a step back and drew the Chuunin with him until his back touched the tiles of the shower. He turned off the water now pouring down right on their faces, spread his legs a little and pulled Iruka’s body closer to his, then moved his left hand into the long brown strands of wet hair to entwine the fingers with them while his right hand trailed lower on the Chuunin’s back until he could stroke his rear gently.

“Mmmh, Kakashi…”, Iruka moaned without breaking the kiss and pressed himself even more against him.

“Iru… ka…” Kakashi felt gentle shivers run through his body, hot and cold at the same time, caused by the kiss and the movement against his groin. “Iruka…” He tightened his hold in the Chuunin’s hair and on his left buttock before he started to slowly thrust against the body before him.

“Ah! Kakashi, I…”, Iruka panted, then moved his hands down the Jounin’s chest and let his short fingernails scratch slightly, causing tremors. His left hand found Kakashi’s right nipple, and a gentle fingertip moved around it, barely touching the skin, while the Chuunin’s right hand trailed lower.

“Iruka”, Kakashi murmured, the only word he could think of, then kissed him deeply again while he felt the wandering hand reach his erection and wrap around it and Iruka’s at the same time, stroking the heated skin. The Copy-nin groaned throatily into the Chuunin’s mouth and sped up his thrusts, rubbing his member against Iruka’s.

“Oh, good, I- ah! So good”, he heard the Chuunin pant. “Kakashi, so good, so g-” Iruka’s breath hitched when Kakashi squeezed his rear harder. “Mmmh… Like that… Don’t- ah! Don’t stop, I…” He rested his head against the Copy-nin’s right shoulder.

“Ngh”, Kakashi panted while he felt his muscles tighten and nerves tingle. “Iru- Aah! I… I…” He leaned his head down and bit the crook of the neck before him, drawing a shuddering moan from the Chuunin. “Iruka… my… my Iruka…” He felt the hand around their erections tighten its grip and hissed in pleasure.

“Ka… ka… shi…”, Iruka moaned, then lifted his head and bit the Copy-nin’s jaw hard before he licked the spot almost apologetically.

“My… Iruka… my…” Kakashi gently pulled at the hair in his hand and lifted the Chuunin’s head higher before he kissed him. His tongue forced its way into Iruka’s mouth and clashed with his when both desperately tried to get more, just more.

“I’m…” Iruka breathed harshly against the Copy-nin’s still parted lips. “I… Kakashi… close… so close…” His left hand pinched the Jounin’s nipple, again and again, while his right hand tightened its hold even more and stroked both their erections more forcefully.

“Iruka…”, Kakashi panted and felt the words make the tension in his groin build even more and bring him even closer. “With me… Iruka… with me…” He freed his hand from the soft strands of wet hair and moved it lower, down to Iruka’s right buttock, then squeezed both of them, harder than before, while he at the same time tilted his head and bit the left side of the Chuunin’s neck.

At that, Iruka arched his back towards him and threw his head back with a shout, then Kakashi felt warm liquid spurt over his stomach, mingling with the water and the sweat on his skin, and it was enough to cause the tension inside him to boil over. He thrust once again against Iruka’s body, then felt his muscles tighten and his body tense when he yelled in pleasure, his world shaking, his body burning and freezing at the same time, shivering and shuddering. His knees gave in and he almost fell, but in the last moment caught himself and instead slid down the wall slowly, drawing Iruka with him.

When the Jounin felt his rear touch the floor of the shower, he closed his eyes and tightened his hold around Iruka’s waist, still panting heavily and hearing the Chuunin do the same. Without opening his eyes, Kakashi leaned his head forward until his forehead found Iruka’s shoulder, then he breathed in the smell of the man in his arms until his body stopped shaking and his breath finally seemed to reach his lungs again.

After a while he felt Iruka move in his arms and turn until his back was flush against the Jounin’s chest. Kakashi slowly opened his eyes and saw the Chuunin lean his head back and rest it on his left shoulder, his eyes closed and breath even, but his face still flushed, lips parted slightly.

“Iruka…”, Kakashi whispered, not intending to say something else, just wanting to hear the name. “Iruka…”

“You said ‘my Iruka’ before”, the Chuunin murmured without opening his eyes.

“I did.” Kakashi closed his eyes again, suddenly nervous. “May I?”, he asked softly.

“Yes.” He felt Iruka nod against his shoulder. “Please. I want that.”

“My Iruka”, the Jounin whispered and felt his heart speed up again and his stomach flutter in relief and bliss and something else he couldn’t quite name. “My Iruka…”

“Mmmmh… want that…” The Chuunin shifted and kissed him sweetly, then Kakashi felt him shiver slightly.

“You’re getting cold.” He opened his eyes again, looked at the beautiful face before him and smiled. “Let’s shower now and then get back into bed. I’ll warm you.”

“Sounds good.” Iruka smiled back and kissed him again, then stood up slowly.

Kakashi just wanted to follow, but then thought better, remained where he was and took the opportunity to admire the body before him. He let his eyes trail over the Chuunin’s long legs, his firm buttocks, practically begging to be touched and squeezed, and his muscular back and shoulders, then grinned and decided that he was one lucky Copy-nin.

“Kakashi?” Iruka turned around and looked down at him, a slightly worried expression on his face. “Is something wrong?”

“On the contrary.” The Jounin grinned wider while he drank in the sight of Iruka’s muscular, tanned chest and his well-defined abs, both speckled with semen, then he let his gaze travel further down, following the trail of dark hair. He licked his lips unconsciously at the sight before him. One very lucky Copy-nin, indeed…

“What are you doing?” The Chuunin frowned.

“Just enjoying the view.” Kakashi’s grin grew lecherous. “And I’m enjoying it very much, to be precise.”

“What do y- Kakashi!” Iruka blushed scarlet and turned around immediately.

“This is good, too…” Kakashi kept grinning and looking while he straightened up slowly and then leaned forward and first licked, then bit Iruka’s left buttock gently. Such a perfect butt… perfectly kissable, lickable, biteable, squeezable… and all mine. My Iruka.

“Kakashi!” The Chuunin jumped in surprise. “Stop that!”

“Why?” The Copy-nin stood up fully and embraced him from behind. “You said you liked it when I squeezed you there earlier.” I could see you liked it, my Iruka. And now that I know that, I’ll be more than happy to make you enjoy it very, very often in the future, be sure about that…

“But… but you can’t bite me… not there!”

“Why not? You can bite me wherever you want.” Kakashi placed slow, open-mouthed kisses on Iruka’s neck, licking and tasting the delicious, addictive skin. “And when you like me to touch and squeeze you there, why can’t I bite you, too?”

“But… but I… because…”

“See?”, Kakashi whispered before he licked over the Chuunin’s jaw. “There’s no reason why I shouldn’t do it.”

“I know…” Iruka let his head fall down a little, his shoulders slumping. “I’m sorry.”

“Please don’t be. And if you don’t want me to bite you, I won’t do it, my Iruka”, Kakashi assured hastily, not wanting the Chuunin to feel pushed into something he didn’t really want or felt ready for. “If you feel uncomfortable with it, I will never do it again.”

“No.” Iruka sighed and turned his head around, then smiled a little and blushed. “I’m sorry, Kakashi. I keep telling you not to say or do… things, but I don’t really mean it. And I don’t know why I say it. I don’t make any sense.”

“I guess it’s just because it’s new for you to let me do ‘things’.” Kakashi grinned, relieved. “May I keep doing those ‘things’ then?”

“M-hm…” The Chuunin in his arms nodded. “I… I like it when you do… things.”

“Good.” Kakashi turned him around in his arms slowly and kissed him while he let his hands move down and first cup then squeeze Iruka’s buttocks gently. “Very good.”

“Very good”, Iruka whispered back. Then he took a small step back and let his gaze travel slowly down the Jounin’s body, blushing and from time to time looking up again as if he wanted to make sure that he was allowed to look.

“Like what you see?”, Kakashi asked while he felt himself blush deeply under the gaze. And if you keep looking at me like that, I don’t think that we’ll get to take a shower anytime soon… Not that I would mind at all.

“M-hm.” Iruka nodded and blushed until his face matched the Copy-nin’s in colour, then looked up again. “And I like it when you blush”, he murmured and smiled. “Although that most times means that I did something to make me blush, too.”

“I also like it when you blush”, Kakashi whispered into his ear. “I like it so much that I always want to make you blush deeper…”

“And… and I already liked what I saw when I came in and found you here under the shower earlier.” The Chuunin blushed even deeper, much to Kakashi’s delight. “I only came to tell you that I wasn’t angry or scared and to… to thank you for not trying to push me and giving me time to think and space. But when I saw you here… and then heard you call my name while you… I got distracted and totally forgot about the talking and… and then I undressed without really thinking about what I was doing and…”

“I think I still got quite well what you wanted to tell me.” The Jounin grinned. “And I found out that I’ll always like it best when you explain something to me while you’re naked and pressed against me and moaning and sighing and-”

“Kakashi! Don’t say th-” Iruka’s eyes widened, then he blinked and smiled sheepishly. “I do it again… Sorry.”

“Does that mean you like it when I talk dirty with you?” Kakashi leered.

“M-hm.” Iruka nodded, then he grinned back. “And I… I…” He blushed deeply but kept his gaze steady into the Jounin’s eyes and the grin on his face. “I also like to… to hear you say my name and… and especially how you said it while… while you were here alone and then… while we… while we did… while we were here together…”

“Mmmh, my Iruka…”, Kakashi purred, feeling the words cause wonderfully arousing sensations directly in his groin. “You’re talking quite dirty yourself, aren’t you?” And one very lucky Copy-nin likes that very much…

“I try.” The Chuunin nodded, then his grin changed into a sincere, warm smile that did even more arousing things to the Copy-nin’s body. “I want to try and do all the things to you that I like you doing to me, Kakashi.”

“I’d like that.” The Jounin leaned forward and kissed him sweetly. “And you’re already quite skilled.”

“I want to become even better”, Iruka whispered, then bit his lower lip before he moved his mouth to Kakashi’s right ear. “I want to become so good that I can…” He took a deep breath. “So good that I can make you moan my name whenever I want, Kakashi… and maybe make you scream it, too…”

“Re-really?” Kakashi swallowed hard. Oh Kami, yes! I’m one unbelievably lucky Copy-nin!

“Really”, Iruka whispered and licked his ear slowly, but then hesitated suddenly and tensed. “But… but I still need some time… but I’ll try not to make you wait too long.”

“Don’t.” Kakashi shook his head and leaned back, then smiled at the Chuunin. “Don’t try to push yourself, my Iruka”, he murmured. “I want only what you’re willing and ready to give.”

“Thank you”, Iruka whispered, smiling warmly. “For waiting for me and for giving me time and for being with me.”

“There’s no need to thank me”, the Jounin gave back and stroked his cheek tenderly. “I told you I wanted it. All of it.” More than I ever wanted anything before.

“S-still.” Iruka shivered suddenly and rubbed his upper arms. “I’m so-sorry, but c-can we talk later and shower n-now?”

“We’re showering immediately. Don’t want you to get cold, my Iruka.” Kakashi reached behind the Chuunin and turned the shower on, adjusting it until it was warm enough to make the slight shivers disappear from Iruka’s body. “I’ll warm you.”

“In bed, I hope?”, Iruka asked, then grinned when Kakashi moved his left hand to stroke over his buttocks tenderly. “And what else do you want to do there?”

“I’m open for suggestions.” The Copy-nin leered at him playfully.

“I’ll think of something.” The Chuunin stepped closer and let his fingers trail lightly over the skin of Kakashi’s stomach, then over his chest.

“Tease”, Kakashi growled and quickly squeezed his left buttock. “Better think fast.” He took the shower foam and first cleaned Iruka’s chest from the sticky remains and then his own before he applied more foam on his hands and rubbed it on the Chuunin’s back and arms, embracing him again. “You have time until you’re clean and warm under the blanket before I start molesting you again, not a single second more.”

“That’s too nice”, Iruka told him and laughed softly, then kissed him before he took soap from his chest to wash the Jounin’s back.

“M-hm”, Kakashi murmured. “May I wash your hair, too?”

“If you want.” Iruka turned around until his back was directed at the Jounin’s chest, then took the bottle of shampoo and held it out over his left shoulder. “Where’s the conditioner?”, he asked and frowned.

“Don’t know…” Kakashi looked around and spotted the bottle on the floor. “Found it.” He bent down, took it and exchanged the bottle with the one in Iruka’s hand. “I like how it smells”, he told him while he poured a liberal amount of shampoo on his left hand, then handed the bottle over to the Chuunin.

“Me too”, Iruka answered and sighed when the Jounin started to rub the shampoo into his hair and massaged his scalp gently. “Unfortunately, the smell doesn’t really match with that of the conditioner.”

“They do match”, Kakashi contradicted softly while he watched his fingers disappear between the soapy strands of hair and come in sight again, then he reached out for the head of the shower and rinsed out the shampoo. “They’re perfect together.”

“You think?” Iruka handed him the conditioner. “The shampoo smells much sweeter than the conditioner.”

“They’re perfect together”, the Jounin repeated, squeezed the bottle and gave it back afterwards. “I can’t describe it, but alone they’re not as good as together. I think they match perfectly.” He applied the conditioner on Iruka’s hair gently and watched in fascination as his fingers smoothed out the strands until they were soft and shiny.

Iruka took a deep breath and purred when Kakashi let warm water wash over his head again and rinsed out the conditioner thoroughly. “Maybe you’re right.”


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A/N:
The chapter took more time than the others, sorry, but it's also much longer. (And much yummier, if that's a word.) Hope you liked it and let me know if the metaphor worked, please.

Nayru