Trapped Dolphin

AN: I know this story's full of errors (grammar and facts) so I revised the previous chapters to make them more bearable and generally reader friendly. please visit my lj site, renka-sd.livejournal.com to view the edited chapters. thanks.

Chapter 11: The Mission’s End

The fire burned brightly in the cave as heavy rain started pouring outside.

“Hey, why are you shivering? I haven’t done anything yet.”

“It’s c-cold!”

“Heh, don’t worry. I’ll warm you’re body up soon enough.”

“Kakashi-sensei! Stop sounding like a perverted old man!”

“But I AM a perverted old man,” Kakashi said with a chuckle before capturing Iruka’s lips with his own. While Iruka was distracted with the kiss, Kakashi’s hand slid down to tweak a nipple between his fingers. Iruka moaned into the kiss and the corners of Kakashi’s mouth curved upward. He bit the chuunin’s lip before he mumbled, “Is this ‘coz of the cold too?” he asked as he continued to tease Iruka’s hard nipple.

“If you continue talking like that… there’s really gonna BE someone sleeping out in the cold tonight. And it’s not gonna be me,” Iruka warned.

Kakashi’s chest rumbled with his laughter. “Do you know you’re so hot when you’re angry?” he asked.

“Kakashi-sensei…please…” Iruka begged almost too impatiently, and Kakashi was damn lucky that didn’t give him a massive nosebleed. He thought he was aroused before… now it seemed he reached a totally different level altogether.

“Oof!” was the surprised sound that came from Iruka’s mouth when Kakashi suddenly pushed him down on the sleepingbag and ravished him. The feeling of that wonderful tongue inside his mouth, and those big, warm hands roaming all over his body made Iruka lightheaded with pleasure. It felt like he was burning inside. Like every kiss, every touch only fueled the fire within him. Only Kakashi. Only he could make Iruka feel this way.

Then Kakashi’s hands cupped Iruka’s rear and gave a good squeeze. Iruka gasped… and then the gasp turned to a loud moan when Kakashi ground his hips on Iruka’s. Suddenly, their pants felt like a total hindrance to both, but Kakashi continued to ground his hips on Iruka’s, letting him feel just how painfully aroused he was even through the layers of fabric. “Mmm, I want you so much,” Kakashi moaned into Iruka’s ear even as he humped him through their pants.

Iruka shut his eyes tightly as a new wave of arousal washed over him because of Kakashi’s words. There was an ache growing inside his body… like this wasn’t enough. Like all the amazingly good kissing, touching, and that gloriously wonderful grinding wasn’t enough. He wanted more… he wanted to feel more of Kakashi. He wanted to feel everything. He wanted Kakashi. All of him.

Before he knew it, his hands were already on the waistband of Kakashi’s pants, not nearly pulling on it but fumbling with it.

Kakashi, getting the hint, helped Iruka pull his pants down from his hips to his thighs to his knees before he kicked the garment off. And before long, Kakashi was the one undressing him, and he was the one kicking his pants off to the side.

Then Kakashi’s hands came up to tangle themselves in Iruka’s hair as he almost literally devoured Iruka’s mouth. He ground his now thankfully unclothed hips over Iruka’s and they both gasped, breaking the kiss instantaneously when their naked erections rubbed against each other.

Kakashi looked at Iruka’s face. He was panting heavily, his eyes were half open and dazed, his lips swollen, and the most beautiful shade of pink was splashed across his cheeks and the bridge of his nose. “If this is a dream… then I’ll definitely massacre anyone who wakes me up from it,” he said before claiming Iruka’s lips once more.

On Iruka’s part, he couldn’t, for the love of him, understand just how Kakashi could still string a coherent sentence now. Not when it feels like he’s about to spontaneously combust and his mind had long since stopped functioning properly. And ohhh god, is that Kakashi’s hand stroking both their erections at the same time? Iruka had to agree… if this was a dream… all hell would break lose if he should wake up from it.

Distantly, he heard himself whimper the moment Kakashi’s mouth left his. “Please,” he whispered. He didn’t exactly know what he was asking from Kakashi. All he knew was he wanted more.

Kakashi, on the other hand, was at the end of his line. He was surprised he still had a shred of control left in him, but when Iruka whimpered and pleaded, he knew he was doomed.

“Oh, fuck…I’m still human after all,” he mumbled to himself.

“Please,” Iruka begged again, his hands gripping Kakashi’s shoulders desperately. Then he bucked his hips forward, wanting more of Kakashi … of the agonizingly wonderful sensation of the force of Kakashi’s weight on him.

This earned him another colorful curse from Kakashi.

“Wait a sec,” Kakashi began, and then he cursed yet again for finding common sense at this very moment. “I can’t believe I’m about to say this… but oh fuck, Iruka, do you know what you’re asking for?”

“Yes, Kakashi… please… I want…I want more!” he said, the urgency in his voice evident.

“Fuck!” Kakashi cursed again. He tended to do that when frustrated. And right now, he was at the pinnacle of frustration. “Just… just trust me, okay? I’m not gonna hurt you… I mean, hell, it’s gonna hurt but… oh fuck, I won’t MEAN for it to hurt… and I promise I’ll make it go away… promise you I’ll make it feel sooo good afterwards,” he tried to explain. Iruka had only started accepting him, and maybe even started loving him in return. The very last thing he wanted was to hurt Iruka so much it’d scare him away. No. Their relationship was still very fragile. He didn’t want to break him.

Kakashi cupped Iruka’s cheek with his hand and said more gently. “I don’t want to hurt you, so if you wanna stop now… it’s totally fine… well maybe not, I’ll probably curse and curse till next month, but I’ll stop anyway. Oh crap, I’m ruining this, aren’t I?” Kakashi asked with a sheepish smile.

Iruka stared at Kakashi’s face. Mismatched eyes heavy-lided with pleasure, the usually pale complexion now thoroughly flushed, mouth open and panting heavily, and large hands almost trembling with anticipation. This was a Kakashi he had never seen before… a Kakashi just barely holding onto his control. And yet, he was asking him if he wanted to stop? This was very different from the Kakashi he was with back in the Oro mansion. Both let him feel his love. But that one in the house was driven more by pure, carnal desire. This one, this sweet, sweet Kakashi in front of him right now, was willing to put aside his own raging desires just to make sure Iruka did not get hurt. For once, Iruka’s mind began to clear and he realized, in that single instance, that Kakashi really did love him.

Iruka felt his eyes water while he looked at Kakashi’s concerned face. The man lying atop him was about to speak, probably to ask him what was wrong. But instead of crying, Iruka smiled that genuine smile Kakashi loved to see, and wanted to always see on his face, and Kakashi felt like he fell in love all over again.

The younger man hooked an arm behind Kakashi’s head and pulled him down for a kiss. “You’ll really ruin it if you stop,” Iruka whispered when their lips parted. “Please… make me feel everything… I want it all. I want you… all of you,” he said before Kakashi bent down and kissed him fiercely again, letting him know that he will grant his wish… and give him all of him.

When they broke the kiss, Kakashi reached towards his vest and pulled out a small vial of clear liquid. He showed Iruka the vial and said, “Healing oil. This should help.”

Moving down Iruka’s body, Kakashi took a very brief moment to admire the smooth expanse of bronze skin. Whoever said the ninja academy teachers were out of shape? Babysitting kids must be one helluva workout, he thought as he lightly traced a hand down Iruka’s washboard stomach.

Iruka shivered under Kakashi’s touch, and he looked down just in time to see Kakashi lick his navel. He shut his eyes tightly, afraid that he might come just by seeing Kakashi’s tongue darting into his navel. At the back of his mind, he thought Kakashi was too good with this kind of stuff. Every touch was deliberate, every caress designed to push him closer and closer to the edge. And then, Iruka gasped in surprise, his eyes flying wide open at the sudden sensation. He looked down, and saw Kakashi’s mouth on his cock, lightly sucking on the angry red tip. A hand was poised near the base, slowly pumping in time with the almost painful suction of Kakashi’s warm, wet, and oh so wonderfully talented mouth. Really, he was too good with this.

Kakashi took more of Iruka’s length in his mouth, and Iruka’s moans grew louder. He began to bob his head up and down. He couldn’t get enough of the sounds Iruka made, the little trembles of his body, or the way his skin tasted on his tongue. Iruka was a picture of perfection - Kakashi’s every fantasy magnified ten fold. He was just too damn hot.

The look of ecstacy on Iruka’s face told Kakashi he was close. That he was there, on the brink of flying high and falling over. And Kakashi knew there was no other time than this. There was no turning back now.

Iruka’s mind was still swimming. He still couldn’t quite catch up to what was happening. In the haze of euphoria brought on by Kakashi’s lithe tongue licking the head of his penis, lapping away at the fluid leaking there, Iruka’s mind barely registered the feeling of questing fingers on his entrance. It was too late before he caught on, and Iruka hissed at the sharp pain of an oil-slicked finger penetrating him.

Kakashi redoubled his efforts; he engulfed Iruka’s cock with his mouth and continued to suck harder, hoping it would take Iruka’s mind off of the pain. He moved his finger slowly in and out, and he felt Iruka’s inner muscles clamping in on him. ‘He’s gonna be so tight,’ Kakashi thought and felt his own cock twitch in anticipation, reminding him of his own erection, painfully hard and painfully neglected at the moment. But not for long.

Another finger penetrated Iruka, and there was more of that painful feeling. Iruka tried to get used to it, tried to relax. The heavenly feeling of Kakashi’s mouth seemed to be helping, but when Kakashi moved both fingers in deeper, Iruka visibly winced. Kakashi made a scissoring motion with his fingers even as he pleasured Iruka with his mouth. Then he found it, and when his finger brushed against it, Iruka screamed in pleasure, back arching completely off the sleepingbag.

Iruka couldn’t take it, had never known such pleasure existed. It was good, it was hot, it was just perfect. It was like the uncomfortable pain had vanished and all that’s left was that feeling, and when Kakashi pressed that magic spot deep inside of him again, Iruka felt like he was going to die of pleasure. The heat in his body went way past the boiling point and he erupted inside Kakashi’s mouth. It felt like his soul was being drained out of him. And he watched Kakashi swallow it all.

Kakashi withdrew his mouth from Iruka’s cock. He swallowed most of his come, but some still trickled down his chin and onto Iruka’s belly. He planned on stretching Iruka some more, planned on making him more used to the pleasure instead of the pain, but damn it. Kakashi was lost the moment he saw Iruka’s face twisted into what he could only describe as the single most erotic thing he has ever seen in his life.

“Oh fuck,” Kakashi cursed to himself. He removed his fingers from Iruka’s entrance and moved upward to capture Iruka’s lips in a scorching kiss.

Iruka responded to Kakashi’s kiss, the aftereffects of his orgasm making everything around him glow. He knew it should have been impossible. Iruka was no teenager with raging hormones, so why was it that the moment he tasted his own come in Kakashi’s mouth, he felt himself becoming aroused all over again?

Their lips parted, Iruka was panting as he looked at Kakashi’s face hovering mere inches from his. Those mismatched eyes stared intently into his, telling him without words what Kakashi so desperately wanted. Iruka nodded and pulled Kakashi’s head down for another kiss even as he felt one of the jounin’s hands fumbling for something. He felt Kakashi’s other hand on his thigh, gently spreading his legs apart.

They parted once more, and Iruka stole a glance downward to see Kakashi coating his cock with the same oil he used before. He can’t believe this was happening. it was all so surreal. Iruka felt his heart was going to burst out of his chest the moment he felt Kakashi’s hand pulling his left leg up and hooking it on the older man’s shoulder and lifting his hips up at an angle. Then Kakashi moved closer, and his heart pounded harder when he felt the blunt head of Kakashi’s cock rubbing lightly on his puckered entrance. “If you want me to stop, just say so,” Kakashi reminded him.

Then Kakashi pushed in, his cock slowly breaching Iruka’s opening. Iruka’s eyes grew wide when he felt Kakashi’s cock slowly entering him. It felt like his insides were burning. He winced and tried his best to relax.

For Kakashi’s part, it was like he was fighting a losing battle. Just the feeling of Iruka’s heat the moment the head of his cock penetrated him almost made Kakashi lose all control. It was so good, the tightness and the feeling of Iruka’s muscles all around him, it was taking all his willpower not to just thrust in completely. To just ram himself into Iruka and pound endlessly until they were both too exhausted to move. But he steeled himself. As much as he wanted to feel the heaven Iruka could bring him, he wanted Iruka to feel it too… to feel all the pleasure, all his love. So he decided to take a painfully slow approach to help Iruka adjust to him.

Kakashi slowly pushed in, inch by agonizing inch. Iruka winced everytime Kakashi moved. It hurt so much. He thought he was prepared, but he didn’t expect it to hurt like this. He thought of Kakashi’s words, ‘If you want me to stop,’ and for a moment he did want to tell him to stop. But then Iruka saw the look of pure concentration on Kakashi’s face. Like he was fighting to keep his control. And Kakashi was doing that all for him.

Kakashi pushed in a little more, careful not to move too quickly, when he felt Iruka’s hand on his cheek. His eyes grew wide at the gesture, and when he fixed his eyes on Iruka’s face, Iruka gave him a small smile. “It’s okay, go ahead,” Iruka whispered. And like a dam, Kakashi’s control broke and he swiftly thrust all the way into Iruka, making both of them gasp in pleasure. “Ohh, Iruka,” Kakashi moaned, feeling Iruka’s painfully tight and scorching heat all over him. He was lucky he didn’t come then and there.
As for Iruka, the sensation of having Kakashi’s cock buried deep inside of him was inexplicably wonderful. There was still pain, but the pain paled in comparison to the intensity of the pleasure he felt. And when Kakashi moved inside of him, he moaned and felt almost all the strength drain from him. Iruka never knew he could feel this kind of pleasure.
Another thrust and Kakashi was in a whole different level of euphoria. All his dreams and fantasies paled in comparison to the real thing. How long did he wish to hold Iruka like this, to show him what mere words could never bring to life? Here, connected intimately like this, Kakashi could finally make Iruka understand just what he meant when he said he loved him. He could finally make him see that if anything, it was Kakashi who was the most thankful Iruka was alive.
With each move, Iruka was overwhelmed even more. It felt incredible, a feeling he couldn’t quite describe. Kakashi was on top of him, all over him, and inside of him, like he was slowly melting onto him, invading his mind, his heart and his soul. Iruka held on to Kakashi tighter, fearing that the moment he let go, all of this would disappear. And somewhere in the back of his mind, he realized this wonderful feeling wasn’t just brought on by physical pleasure, not just by the brush of Kakashi’s soft lips, or the friction of his thrusts, but by the warmth of Kakashi’s love flowing through him, awakening every nerve in his body, envigorating him and making him feel weak at the same time.
Iruka closed his eyes and buried his face on Kakashi’s shoulder. He could feel his own release coming soon, and as Kakashi’s thrusts grew more frantic, he knew Kakashi was close too. And when Kakashi tensed on top of him and Iruka felt the liquid fire of his release spreading deep inside of him, his cock twitched and he came as well, his nerves singing and his heart about to burst out of his chest. He never felt more alive in his entire life.
Moments later, when Iruka was hovering in between consciousness and the allure of sleep, Iruka’s hazy mind registered a few realizations one by one: the warmth next to his was Kakashi’s body, the weight on his chest was Kakashi’s arm holding him closer, and the thudding sound he was hearing as he pressed his face closer to the other man’s chest was of a heart beating quickly. And before he succumbed to the seduction of slumber, all thoughts faded into darkness, all save for one. ‘So this is what it feels like to be loved…’