The Chemicals Between Us

A/N: Dom- yeah I got nothin'


The Chemicals Between Us


A little under an hour later and Sasuke pulled his purring, black Skyline GTR into the parking space in the underground garage below Iruka's building. He nodded at the doorman who gave Sasuke a warm smile before the raven disappeared inside, heading directly for the elevator and Iruka's floor.

He was met with a brilliant smile and a soft kiss as he was permitted inside the apartment. The brunette's relief and excitement at seeing his lover after so long was obvious as he pulled the Uchiha down to meet his mouth again.

They lingered for a few seconds by the door before Iruka started pushing Sasuke toward the stairs and his bed. A coy smile flashed across his lips as he slid his hands up and down the taller man's torso, loving the feel of corded muscles beneath the silken fabric.

"Welcome back," Iruka said lowly.

Sasuke smirked as he was easily led up the staircase, his shoes clicking on metal while Iruka's bare feet didn't make a sound. When they reached the top of the staircase he slid his hands inside the unbuttoned deep blue over-shirt the smaller man was wearing, feeling Iruka's warmth through the white cotton t-shirt he had on underneath.

The smaller man smiled easily as he pressed at Sasuke's strong chest, his eyes hooding slightly with arousal as a blush dusted over his cheeks.

"Don't start anything," he warned. "You're just sleeping, nothing else."

Sasuke stopped when he felt Iruka trying to push him to a sitting on the bed. "I'm not tired." He growled slightly.

Iruka pressed against his front, sending a rush of blood to the younger’s groin with the way his hips rolled against him.

"You've been on a plane for over ten hours after working nearly non-stop for your company," the brunette argued as he bucked, sending Sasuke to tip back onto the bed. "You need to sleep."

"I've gone longer with little rest. I'm a big boy. I'll be fine." Sasuke replied leaning back on his arms.

Iruka grinned as he climbed over the taller man's body, crawling up the firm thighs and toned stomach, planting his hands on either side of Sasuke's head as he forced the taller man down.

"I'd like you to sleep before the party," he whispered. "If you don't...I'll be forced to punish you."

Sasuke smirk grew slightly as he lifted a brow. "Really?"

The brunette sat back on the younger's groin. "Trust me; it's not a punishment you want."

Sasuke narrowed his eyes slightly. "I just got home, I don't want to sleep."

Iruka shifted, looking concerned. "Are you sure you're not tired?"

"Not enough for me to fall asleep on you, if that's what you're worried about." Sasuke shifted his hips, sending Iruka off balance.

He pitched forward, catching himself on his elbows with a surprised look on his face. "Don't do that!"

Iruka dodged the kisses, laughing as Sasuke ran long fingers up and down his slender waist. He pressed his lips quickly against the younger's, pulling back before it could get too deep. Despite what Sasuke said, Iruka could see how tired the poor man was. He smiled warmly, sweeping a few chocolate locks from his face, climbing over the pale billionaire to lie down on his side of the bed.

"Let’s compromise. Lay here with me for a few minutes," he offered. "Just for a little while...and then we can take a bath."

"Alright." The raven moved back so his head was pressed into the fluffy pillows. "Just a little while."

Iruka sat up to take off Sasuke's shoes, tossing them on the ground before shifting the pale man's feet into his lap. He crossed his legs, smiling lightly as the Uchiha raised a brow at him. He pressed the pads of his thumbs into the arch of Sasuke's heel, rubbing gently as he began massaging his left foot.

"Don't get used to this," Iruka said lightly. "I just want you to relax right now."

"I thought we were lying down, that was the agreement." The younger man asked as he pulled another pillow under his head, leaving his left arm tucked between the cushions as he pulled his foot back from the professor’s reach.

Iruka cocked his head slightly and grabbed the retreating foot again, holding the ankle tight in his grasp. "Sasuke...I think you're ticklish..."

Sasuke sighed. "I'm not." He answered simply. "Now would you come here?"

The brunette let out a laugh, adjusting his glasses before crawling forward to lie at Sasuke's side. "You are, and I'll take full advantage of it later...close your eyes."

"There's nothing to take advantage of." Sasuke replied as he turned slightly, Iruka's head resting on his shoulder as he curled his arm around the smaller man's hips.

"Why is Anko having a party in your apartment?" Sasuke asked after closing his eyes, the two now comfortable.

Iruka shifted to wrap a leg around Sasuke's waist. "Because her apartment is a mess."

He pulled off his glances and leaned over to set them on the table before settling back down. His careful fingers wove their way into the inky black locks, scratching the Uchiha's scalp comfortingly.

"Stop talking and rest," he soothed gently.

Sasuke nodded, "Mmm hmm." He rolled his head to the left his chin now pressed on the top of Iruka's head before taking in a deep breath then releasing it slowly.

The brunette smiled softly as he closed his doe brown gaze, listening as Sasuke drifted off to sleep. He pressed his face into the broad chest beneath him, breathing deeply as the Uchiha drew his hand back and forth over the honeyed hip in his sleep.

Iruka let his fingers trace lazy patterns on Sasuke's shirt, the sounds from the city dulled slightly by the occasional snores the younger man produced. The professor grinned and shifted to look at Sasuke's face, eyes wandering over the fine brows, the almond shaped eyes, and the thin mouth.

His smile dropped slowly as he chewed on his lip, Sasuke now rubbing his fingers over his lower back as he moved again. Iruka leaned forward to press a chaste kiss to the pale temple, mouth gliding to Sasuke's ear. He stopped his tongue before it whispered something he wasn't ready to admit yet, untangling from the taller man's grasp to go see if Anko had bought enough alcohol.

The broad chest was rising and falling rapidly as his brows furrowed and beads of sweat formed on his forehead. The Uchiha was dreaming, and no, this wasn't a happy dream, he was having a nightmare.

Sasuke awoke just under three hours later; startled and slightly disoriented as the sun was setting behind the city’s buildings and he didn't remember having fallen asleep.

Looking around Sasuke's mind cleared and he noticed he was in the bed alone and drenched in sweat. He sighed as he sat up, not wanting to have slept at all but thankful that he felt a little less annoyed with his last trip, even as the images from his dream still clung damply to his mind like his shirt was sticking to his back.

Sasuke stood, looking around the apartment for any sign of Iruka but not seeing or hearing any trace of the smaller man. He immediately he headed down the stairs. The soft distant splash of water sounded after a few moments as the billionaire inspected the large open area, noticing the bags of unopened chips sitting on the breakfast bar.

Another splash of water brought his attention to the bathroom to his left, the door open just a crack and a line of light emerging from it. Giving the door a few light knocks Sasuke peeked his head inside.

Iruka looked up, sweeping his wet locks from his face with a full smile. "Did you sleep well?" he asked, shifting under the white frothy bubbles that hid his body.

The downstairs bathroom had a heavy porcelain tub and few knew how often he liked taking advantage of it. His honeyed skin shimmered wetly in the fluorescent lights, shining especially on the long leg that had been propped up on the edge of the tub before Iruka drew it back into the water, a soft blush coating his cheeks.

"You let me sleep too long." Sasuke replied opening the door a little wider as Iruka shifted to a sitting position in the deep tub.

"I let you sleep as long as you needed to," he retorted strictly. "You were exhausted."

Sasuke leaned on the door still trying to remove the images of his dream from his mind. "I didn't mean to stay asleep so long."

Iruka scanned the taller man, his brows furrowing in concern. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I just have a bit of a headache." Sasuke answered. "I just need some water. I'll leave you to your bath." The younger man looked up at Iruka before slowly starting to duck out of the bathroom.

The brunette blushed hotly as he rubbed his scar, a slow grin spreading across his lips. "Why don't you join me instead? I said we'd take a bath when you woke up didn't I?"

Sasuke turned to look at Iruka. "Alright." He opened the bathroom door enough to slip completely inside, shutting it most of the way closed behind him.

Iruka grinned widely, settling back into the water until his mouth was hidden behind the bubbles. He watched Sasuke undress, feeling his cock stir at the sight while his blush deepened.

Once Sasuke had removed his clothes and laid them neatly on the counter, he climbed into the tub and sat down between Iruka's parted thighs before the smaller man pulled him back into the soapy water.

"Sponge," Iruka commanded, pointing toward it as Sasuke settled his head on his honeyed shoulder.

Sasuke pulled himself and Iruka to a half sitting position, his long arm reaching for the sponge in the metal dish by the faucet, handing to Iruka over his bubble coated shoulder once he had grabbed it. The professor grinned, settling against the edge as he started massaging and soaping up Sasuke's pale skin.

"I think I like this view," he said as he watched the corded muscles bunch and relax as the Uchiha stretched.

Sasuke glanced over his shoulder. "Don't get used to it."

Iruka laughed, leaning forward to press his lips against the base of the taller man's neck. "What do you mean Sasuke-kun?"

"You know what I meant." The Uchiha replied, turning so he could see the professor’s face. "How often do you take baths?" Dark eyes narrowed playfully.

"How often do you need to be told when to go to bed?" Iruka shot back, rubbing bubbles against his younger lover's cheek.

"Not often." He replied lifting his bubble coated hand before poking Iruka's nose softly.

"Whenever I want to relax," the brunette answered, scooping the white foam on top of the inky black hair.

Sasuke turned and faced forward again. He felt Iruka's toes lightly brush against his left thigh, the tanned knee poking out of the water. "When exactly is this party supposed to start?" He asked as Iruka smoothed the bubbles over his head, rinsing them from his hair with small handfuls of the warm water.

The smaller man leaned back against the smooth porcelain behind him, wrapping his legs around Sasuke's waist, rubbing the inside of his thigh over the pale man's hip comfortingly.

"In an hour," he answered, shaping Sasuke's hair in whatever direction he chose. "Mostly it will be people I work with...Kakashi, Asuma, Kurenai, Shikamaru, Lee...Anko invited a few more people she knows."

"So there's going to be a lot of people here?" Sasuke asked turning slightly to toss a glance over his shoulder. Iruka had made the short pieces of his bangs stick straight up.

"Not that many, under twenty I hope," the brunette said as he concentrated on making the inky black hair look like it was in pigtails.

Sasuke moved his head, earning a slightly frustrated growl from Iruka. "I don't have to be to work tomorrow unless the building explodes."

Sasuke’s hand traveled down a honeyed leg, fingers lightly brushing over his inner thigh. Iruka blushed, trying to hide his slight grin as he rubbed his scar. "Hentai."

Sasuke shifted again, his back rubbing against Iruka's arousal. "Look who's talking." He smirked.

The smaller man went a deeper shade of red, choking back a moan. "Don't do that, we don't have time..."

Sasuke easily slipped his hand behind him, fingers lightly brushing over the heated flesh.

"I hope I'm not interrupting...." Anko said suddenly getting both men's attention.

Sasuke's fingers curled around Iruka's cock, giving it a good squeeze. The male brunette gasped, trying to close his legs in vain but Sasuke's body kept them open.

He winced and glanced up at the busty woman. "A-Anko?" What is it?"

Anko leered, her eyes traveling over the clothing and back to the men. "Food, I was wondering if I should get some more."

Sasuke didn't move his hand; instead he looked at the woman though the corner of his eye. Iruka tried scooting away, but the grip over his erection tightened, making him yelp. He growled and gave a rough shove against Sasuke's broad back, growing frustrated.

"Anko, would you put those in the washer for me?" the smaller male bit out as he tried to refrain from squirming.

She lifted a brow and stepped closer to gather Sasuke's clothes, peeking but being disappointed when anything worth seeing was covered by bubbles.

"Yeah sure,” she huffed. "I'll get more food too."

Sasuke waited until the door was closed behind the brunette before pressing his finger into the slit of Iruka's erection, turning his body as much as he could so that he was facing Iruka.

The professor groaned and bucked his hips, grabbing Sasuke's wrist to keep it still. "Hentai!"

Sasuke smirked. "You started it." He teased. "You've been poking me in the back since I sat down." He leaned in towards the professor.

Iruka blushed darkly. "You started it, you stripped first."

He rushed to kiss Sasuke's lips, grinding his hips against the pale man's hand. Over two weeks without the taller man's touch had made him incredibly needy, his sexual frustration itching to be released. He shoved his tongue into the younger's willing mouth, groaning deeply as he slid his hands into the inky black locks.

"I thought we didn't have time?" Sasuke whispered as Iruka slowly managed to slide around him, pressing the younger until his back was against the tub.

The brunette moved over the Uchiha's lap, spreading his legs to straddle him. "It's your fault," he accused before swooping in for another kiss. "And I missed you."

Sasuke rolled his hips up into the smaller man, his erection rubbing against Iruka's. "I'm sorry." He said with a smirk as slender digits slowly teased the other, dipping down into the valley between plump honeyed cheeks.

Iruka's doe brown eyes lowered as his thick lashes brushed his deep blush. He made a weak noise in the back of his throat, shifting so that he could grab both their hard shafts. He watched Sasuke as he gave a quick jerk, rolling their cocks over each other harshly.

Sasuke uttered a soft groan when Iruka pressed his thumb over the skin raised by the thick metal bar of the piercing. The smaller man shifted again to kneel in the tub, kissing Sasuke deeply.

The Uchiha slid his hands from the small of the smooth back, easily sweeping over rounded globes and giving a rough squeeze with a cheek in each of his large hands, a single digit pressing teasingly at Iruka's entrance. The brunette reached behind him, moving so that he could grab the Uchiha's hardened cock, rubbing the head against his tight hole.

"It's been a while," he muttered coyly. "I'm not sure if you can still fit Sasuke."

The Uchiha smirked, prodding his finger easily past the tight ring of muscles. "I'm sure you'll adjust quickly." He slipped in another, lubricated by the soapy water.

Iruka closed his eyes, drawing his brows together as he moaned, hips starting to ride over the intruding digits. He was only half joking about taking Sasuke inside of him. A dark blush swept across his cheeks as he remembered how he had spent the evening stretching himself the night he thought Sasuke was going to come home.

The extra vibrator he had stashed in his closet worked well to loosen him, but he hadn’t done anything since then. Iruka's small entrance did its best to force the Uchiha's coaxing fingers out, contracting quickly as Iruka frowned with discomfort.

Sasuke moved his fingers out when the tight passage pushed them out only to press back in when the muscles relaxed once again. Long pale digits finding the bundle of nerves easily and swept against it. Iruka's back went rigid as he gasped, quickly bucking away from the stimulation, his hips moving hard over the exploring fingers.

"Ungh, Sasuke-sama," he moaned, leaning forward again to wrap his arms around the pale man's neck. "Hurry and do it."

Catching Iruka's lips in a kiss the Uchiha removed his fingers and quickly replaced them with the tip of his erection. Pale hips rolled up, pressing the head of his cock into Iruka as the professor lowered himself down.

Iruka made Sasuke clean up the water that had sloshed over the tub after they were through while he went to lie down. He was still wincing in pain when Anko came back with the extra food.

She clambered up the stairs loudly, giving the Uchiha an exasperated look as she whipped out the special soothing cream she'd bought. She jumped onto the bed after darting passed Sasuke, leaping and straddling the back of her squirming friend's hips.

"Well you can't do it yourself, you can't see what you're doing," Anko complained as she kept Iruka still with her strong thighs. "And if he does it, you two might start fucking again."

Sasuke disappeared into the small laundry room, his clothes having been tossed into the dryer while the pair had been... busy. He dressed and was tucking in his shirt when Anko appeared to hand him the small tub before leaving.

Iruka was a brilliant red when he glanced over at the taller man coming up the stairs. His hair was still wet and was splayed in wild locks over the pillows, framing his face. He adjusted his glasses, lying on his stomach as he reached a hand out.

"Would you give that to me please?" he asked.

Sasuke smirked as Iruka's hand was level with his crotch, the professor turning an even darker shade of red when he realized it too. The raven handed Iruka his socks before sitting down on the edge of the bed.

"I'll do it." He said, leaving little room for argument as he spun the cap off.

The brunette's eyes widened as he flipped onto his back, scowling and tossing the bundled socks at Sasuke's face. "No, let me do it."

Sasuke ignored the dark socks for now, instead he dipped his fingers into the thick cooled liquid. Turning to Iruka with eyes narrowed, he moved over the smaller man, pressing the outside of one knee flat against the bed as his torso moved easily between parted thighs.

"I said I'd do it." Sasuke's slender fingers slipped into the abused entrance, spreading the balm around before withdrawing and continuing to rub the liquid over the reddened skin.

Iruka squeaked and twisted, covering his rear with his hands, his glasses falling askew as his blush reached new levels of red. "Don't look!" he cried.

Sasuke's eyes were watching as Iruka's cheeks flamed with embarrassment. "If you'd hold still, you'd see I'm not."

The smaller man stilled suddenly and a doe brown orb partially appeared from under a tightly closed lid. He flinched as the fingers pressed too hard over the tender skin, jerking his hips away.

"Go get Anko," he ordered, more comfortable with her doing these things. "You're stretching me."

Sasuke moved away closing the lid and setting the tub on the nightstand before picking up the smaller man's glasses off the floor with his clean hand, where they had fallen during his fit, holding them out for Iruka to take.

"You're finished." He said in a flatter tone than the one he had just been using.

The brunette grabbed his lenses away, flustered and incredibly embarrassed. "Thank you," he said automatically as he shifted to the edge of the bed, hiding his wince.

He knew Sasuke was only trying to help, but he was extremely uncomfortable with being physically forced to do something he didn't want. Too many bad experiences had made it a natural response by now and he wasn't about to explain that to Sasuke.

The Uchiha nodded reaching for his socks just behind them before getting up to retrieve his shoes from the foot of the bed, sitting back down to put them on. Iruka waited a few seconds before getting up and padding to the bathroom across from them to look for some pain medicine. It was almost uncomfortably silent as he walked back to go into his large closet to get dressed.

Sasuke stood, straightening out his pants before walking over to Iruka's closet, leaning against the doorframe as the professor pulled the khaki pants on over his brief clad rear. Slender fingers brushed against the lighter lines across the honeyed skin he had noticed before but never asked about.

"What happened?" he asked, dropping his hand back to his side.

The brunette went rigid, turning quickly so Sasuke couldn't touch his scars again as he focused on zipping his pants. He quickly threw a shirt around his shoulders, buttoning it up just as quickly.

"It was an accident," he answered.

Sasuke could tell Iruka was uncomfortable with the subject so he decided to leave it alone. "Do you need help with anything?" he asked, following Iruka out of the closet.

Iruka rubbed his hands over his sleeves as he glanced around and started straightening up the place. "There's some beer in the pantry, would you put it in the fridge?"

"Yeah." Sasuke slipped past Iruka, heading down stairs to the pantry moving the boxes that Anko had bought earlier that week.

The brunette reached over his shoulder to touch where the longest scar ended under his shirt, his brows furrowing with memories. He glanced at Sasuke, staring at the younger man for a few moments before cleaning up the rest of his room and starting downstairs.

Sasuke had been sitting on the couch while Iruka was over at Anko's getting more ice when there was a hearty knocking at the brunette's door. The raven got up, turning off the TV and setting the remote down on one of the shelves above it before making his way over to the door.

Gai burst through, holding a keg on each shoulder and puffing his chest out with strong male pride. "Hello Iru--...hello, who are you?" the tall man boomed. "Has the little teacher of Language moved and not told us?! Lee!!!"

Lee bound into view, saluting the other bowl cut man. "Hai, Gai-sensei?"

Gai looked around the room. "Were you mistaken in the apartment floor?!"

Lee looked horrified at his mistake before spotting Sasuke, half behind the door. "No Gai-sensei! That there is Sasuke! Professor Iruka's most cherished person!"

The larger male peered down at the Uchiha, studying him from under his bushy brows before beaming brightly. "Hello oh Youthful Love of Iruka's! I am Maito Gai! Head of the Physical Development Department of Konoha University!"

Sasuke had to blink a few times; the sheer volume of Gai's voice seemed to have stopped all of the raven's brain functions for a moment. Never had he met someone so... jubilant. He opened the door the rest of way, letting in the almost matching men. Gai set the kegs down on the counter next to the fridge before the large man turned around and introduced himself.

"Uchiha Sasuu-" Sasuke was suddenly in a tight embrace, almost unable to breathe.

"I am most happy to find that our dearest Iruka-kun has finally found a match in his Springtime of Love!" Gai's grip suddenly tightened mush harsher as he lifted Sasuke a few inches off the ground so that they were eye level.

"Though I must warn you...Iruka is very important to us, his Youthful friends!!! We will do anything for him!!!" The squeeze turned tighter as Gai's smile grew more brilliant, his eyes slitting shut with the power of it. "Do you understand Sasuke-kun?"

Sasuke's answer came out in a cough before Gai let out a loud laugh, arms still wrapped tightly around his arms, pinning them to his sides.

"Good!" Gai exclaimed.

Iruka blinked at the scene as he walked in behind Anko. "Gai-san? What are you doing?"

The green clad man let Sasuke go so quickly that the poor billionaire almost fell to his knees.

"Kegs!" Anko cried before Iruka was answered. "You bought kegs?! Yes!!!"

Gai grinned in a blinding flash of teeth and gave a thumbs up. "Yes Anko-chan! I happened to confiscate these from an illegal party on campus... and seeing as they weren't being used, my beautiful student lee thought they shouldn't go to waste!!!"

Anko was hugging the kegs, whispering sweet nothings to them as Iruka came forward and placed a hand on Sasuke's shoulder, silently asking if he was okay.

The young heir was straightening out his shirt, the exuberant man having un-tucked and ruffled it a bit, and gave a nod, an elegant eyebrow arched as the raven made a mental note to stay away from Gai if and when he was drunk.

They had just finished setting up the snacks and tapping the keg when the door bell rang again. "Let me in! I have to piss!"

Anko walked slowly to the door, opening it to bare witness to a flash name Genma barreling through and locking himself into the bathroom. Raidou walked in after him, looking like he really wished he didn't know the younger male.

Tsunade and Kurenai arrived a few minutes later, followed half an hour later by Asuma, Ebisu, and Kakashi. Kakashi was in a sulking mood and his one visible eye instantly sought out Sasuke and commenced in glaring at him.

Apparently when Iruka said Anko invited a 'few' people he must have meant half the campus because of the sheer volume of people packed into the apartment, some even spilling out into the hall and into Anko's living room.

Gai had stopped two people from having sex on Iruka's bed the two were students and so past drunk that it wasn't healthy.

Sasuke sat on the couch next to Shikamaru, the two having a great view into the kitchen (Gai had turned the couch and pressed it against the wall for a more spacious area for people who wanted to dance to the loud music) and Anko with Kiba, the two fawning over each other, the young man having a drunken smile plastered on his face with the promise of sex soon to come.

"I think I need more." Shika said before finishing off his glass.

"Yeah, me too." The raven agreed. The pair stood up and headed for the kitchen as Kiba slipped away for the bathroom, bumping into Sasuke as he passed.

"Hey, Iruka is looking for you!" Anko yelled over the music.

Sasuke nodded as Shikamaru slowly worked his way over to the breakfast bar to get their drinks. Sasuke found Iruka playing a game of drunken twister.

Tsunade kept getting disqualified because her heavy breasts repeatedly fell and touched the dots they weren't supposed to. Kakashi was using the game as an excuse to stare at Iruka's plump ass as the small man giggled and bent, showing off his flexibility.

"Sasuke-kun!" a voice sounded. Ino jumped on the Uchiha's back, hugging him from behind.

A gorgeous pink haired girl blinked her wide green at the two, side stepping away when the blonde tried to pull her into the hug as well.

"Sasuke!! This is Sakura! Say hi!" Ino demanded.

"Ino, get off me." Sasuke said flatly, turning around as he pried the woman's arms from around his neck.

Glancing over at the blonde's pink haired companion Sasuke noticed she was fiddling with a ring. After looking at it closer he recognized it as the one Iruka had gotten off his assistant’s finger, twice.

"Excuse me." The raven ducked away, heading back toward Anko.

Iruka was in a compromising back bend, Kurenai stretching under him as the last two players left. Kakashi wasn’t even pretending to spin the cardboard wheel, now only calling out which dots would show of the pair's body the most.

A small crowd had gathered around them, each cheering Kakashi on for his brilliance. Anko rushed to go see what the commotion was about, but was halted by the Uchiha.

She scowled darkly, her eyes flicking up to meet his as she wavered on the spot. "Hey! Hey....hey!" she slurred. "I'm...move!"

"I have to ask you something." Sasuke said flatly. "When you're not... occupied." He spotted Kiba heading towards them and slipped away, unaware that it was Iruka playing twister.

Anko threw her plastic cup at the back of Sasuke's head, missing by five feet and smacking Ebisu in the face. She ducked out of sight before she could be seen, soldier crawling between people's legs.

Iruka laughed loudly, the position they were now in making him do the complete splits. He slid down easily, surprising Kurenai into almost slipping up.

"Left arm...red," Kakashi said, his visible eye crinkling in mirth.

Sasuke continued into the kitchen were Shikamaru was waiting for him, his drink in hand.

"Thanks." Sasuke took the plastic cup and drank it down.

"I wonder what's going on over there." Shika nodded in the direction of the small crowd of people cheering.

"Who cares?" Sasuke replied putting more ice in his cup.

"What's up your butt?" the brunette asked.

Sasuke narrowed his eyes, giving his friend a glare.

"Oh right, crowds, people, vampire, gottcha." Shika deduced after a long drink.

Tsunade elbowed her way to the keg, filling up a cup she'd obviously brought from home since it was much larger than anyone else's, grumbling about other people cheating. She glanced over, taking a big mouthful of beer before her eyes lit with excitement as she spotted the Uchiha.

The busty woman swallowed and quickly bustled over to them, throwing a strong arm around both men’s shoulders.

"So! Let's make a bet out of it hm?" she cackled. "You wouldn't bet against your lover would you Sasuke-kun?! That's so cruel! And you Shikamaru, how could you even think about not betting on your beloved sensei to win?! How horrible of you two!"

"What the hell are you talking about?" Shikamaru asked as he and Sasuke ducked out from underneath her arms.

"Kurenai and Iruka of course!" she spat out, taking another gulp of beer. "They're playing naked twister or something... Hey Ebisu! So who are you betting on?! ...what the hell, you aren't supposed to swim in the beer, why are you soaked?!"

She left the two young men behind after deeming she wouldn't get a dime out of them.

Shikamaru and Sasuke shared a quick glance before the two headed over to the crowd of people, ignoring the beer drenched man the blonde ran after. Shikamaru looked over Lee's shoulder, standing on his toes to do so, the taller boy blushing furiously before Sasuke bumped into his other shoulder, someone having pushed him.

Lee turned an even darker shade of red upon seeing who it was easily looking over his shoulder, the raven's chin brushing over the green t-shirt he was wearing as he inspected the participants of the game.

"I..... I...he...." Lee stumbled to try to find the words. "It's Kakashi!" The boy blurted out, pointing to the grey haired man. Kakashi, upon hearing his name looked up.

"What?!" He yelled but then saw who it was that was now glaring at him. "Ohayo! Sasuke! Why don't you join them!?"

Kakashi smirked at the raven as Shikamaru rolled his eyes, wedging himself around Lee so he wouldn't have to continue to stand on his toes.

Iruka looked over to Sasuke, smiling from his upside down position. "I was looking for you!" he shouted happily, well beyond buzzed.

Kurenai wavered a bit over him before collapsing to the side, holding her mouth as she groaned. The crowd parted for quickly as she got up and darted to the bathroom.

Kakashi clapped. "Iruka-kun wins!"

The brunette settled on his back, slowly getting to his feet.

"You alright?" Sasuke asked as Iruka walked over to him.

The younger wrapped an arm around the professor's waist as Shikamaru followed behind, breaking away to head back into the kitchen to retrieve his drink. Sasuke led them over to the couch, helping Iruka sit down slowly before sitting next to him.

The smaller man immediately climbed into the Uchiha's lap, grinning sexily as he eyed Sasuke's lips, glancing up with hooded eyes. "I'm fine, are you alright?"

"I'm fin-" Sasuke started but his answer was cut short by a deep kiss as the smaller man grinded his hips roughly down in his lap. The younger groaned only to have the sound swallowed by an eager mouth. Iruka pinned the taller man's tongue quickly before sliding it passed his lips to suck vulgarly on it. He grinned lazily as he shifted back.

"Sasuke-sama," he purred. "Will you let me suck your cock again?"

His gentle hands scratched down the Uchiha's shirt, making marks in the cloth as he roved his hips to the slow beat of the music. Sasuke, being drunk (but not as drunk as the man occupying his lap and pawing at his chest) closed his eyes before looking up at Iruka.

"Not right now." came the simple answer though his cock pulsed with the thought.

The brunette pouted, a look that did wonders toward his plump lips, huffing when he didn't get his way. "Dance with me?"

"I don't dance." Sasuke's automatic reply came out of his mouth before he could stop it and a second after he realized that Iruka probably wouldn't like that answer either.

The professor scowled, crossing his arms as he glared. "You're so boring!" he complained. "Can we fuck?"

Sasuke chuckled. "You want an audience?" He lifted an elegant brow. "Later, I promise." He rolled his hips up into the smaller man's, sending Iruka off balance and crashing down into his chest. "You look cuter when you pout."

The smaller male blinked his wide brown eyes, suddenly smiling brightly as he straightened back up, shifting from Sasuke's lap. "If you won't dance with me, I'll just dance by myself," he teased.

"Here, I'll-" Sasuke started to stand but was pushed back.

Iruka shoved his tongue deep inside the younger man's mouth, swirling around and flicking against the surprised slick muscle whose space he was invading. He pulled back before the Uchiha had a chance to react, smirking with the dumb look Sasuke sported.

"No touching," he sang out, wagging a finger as he took a few steps back.

Sasuke arched a brow, his intoxicated mind trying to think of what the smaller man was about to do. It took a few seconds before it dawned on the younger man.

"You're no fun." He sat back, giving Iruka a slight smirk.

The brunette started roving his hips from side to side in slow circles, stretching his arms over his head so that his shirt rode up to expose his flat belly.

"Why am I no fun?" he asked, suddenly pausing. "You don't want me to dance?"

"You know I'll want to touch." The raven replied as he slouched a bit, eyes going over the other's slender form.

Iruka grinned, swaying his body again. "You like touching me Sasuke-sama?" he purred, moving his hips in a slow circle as he spun to face the other direction.

He glanced over his shoulder at the taller male, arching his back and gasping as if he were being penetrated. He drew his tongue across his upper lip, bending down while keeping his stare level with Sasuke's, presenting his plush ass to the black gaze.

Sasuke narrowed his eyes, watching the other move though parted bangs. "...and if I do?"

Iruka turned again, his waist rolling as he slid his hands between his legs, palming his erection through his pants before caressing his inner thighs.

"I like you touching me Sasuke-sama..." he muttered, arching his spine sensually as he bucked his hips, giving a slight gasp of pleasure.

A grin curled across his plump lips before he sucked on his lower one, nibbling it as he eyed Sasuke seductively.

Sasuke's smirk grew as he tilted his head to the side as if he didn't know what the other was trying to do. "I know you do." he replied in almost the same tone.

Iruka laughed lightly, humming with pleasure as he slowly stepped forward. He slipped his fingers into the waistband of his pants, pulling them down slightly as he petted the coarse trail of hair leading to his erection. He gave a low moan, swishing his hips in a hypnotic motion as he turned again, looking over his shoulder to see Sasuke's reaction.

Sasuke's smirk stayed curled on those pale lips as he shifted his hips up, slouching a bit more and causing the professor to look down at his groin and the fact that the black pants were slowly pitching. He placed his arms over the back of the couch, leaving his chest and lap open for the other do as he pleased.

Iruka giggled falsely, batting his thick lashes as he spread his legs, dipping forward and arching his spine. He reached back and rubbed his ass, sliding his hand over the tight khakis he wore.

"Sasuke-sama," he moaned in a sultry tone, humming as he slowly planted his plush rear deep into Sasuke's lap.

He tossed his hair over his shoulder, letting the locks fly free of the band that had held them together.

"Mmm?" Sasuke's left hand tightened slightly on the back of the couch as he used all the will he could muster at the moment to keep from rolling his hip up into Iruka. He lowered his chin slightly as the smaller man continued to rove his plump rear just over his growing erection.

"You're so hard," the brunette flirted, leaning back so that his slender form fit snugly against the larger frame. "And so big...is it all for me Sasuke-sama?"

He gazed up with hooded eyes, straddling the Uchiha's hips backwards as he forced his plump ass over the stiff bulge, bouncing slightly as he let out a gasp of pleasure.

Sasuke turned so that Iruka's forehead brushed against his cheek. "It is." He answered in a rough whisper, rolling his hips just slightly. "You can have it if you'll come with me." His smirk turned more mischievous in nature.

Iruka moaned, rolling his slender waist and stomach, his abdomen flexing as it was forced to dip in as his body roved.

"Mmm, Sasuke-sama," he muttered, slowly turning so that he was seated in the taller man's lap properly, facing him. "Are you going to fuck me now?"

He rubbed his aching arousal against the Uchiha's stiff bulge, gasping and tossing his hair back as he face scrunched into a look of pleasure.

Sasuke's eyes closed as he took in a deep sharp breath before looking at Iruka through half lidded eyes. "I am." He was almost purring. "Just not here."

"Where?" the brunette asked, desperately thrusting against Sasuke's groin as he blushed heatedly. "Please, I want it now."

"Anko's." Came the grunted reply, Sasuke moved his hands to slide over Iruka's waist as he sat up, slowly bringing the two to a stand.

The smaller man furrowed his brows before grinning again, swishing his slender hips coyly as he rocked against the Uchiha. "Are you hard because of me?"

Sasuke grinned as he led them through the crowd, Iruka's back to the people. "I am."

The brunette smiled brightly. "Do I get a reward?"

Sasuke chuckled lightly as he walked them past Kakashi and out the door, the older man giving the Uchiha a deep glare. "You do." He slowly led them down the seemingly endless hallway towards Anko's apartment.

“I want you to fuck me," Iruka moaned, standing up on his tip toes to kiss Sasuke's mouth while his fingers started unbuttoning the other's shirt. "I want your cock in me...."

Sasuke stilled Iruka's hands upon seeing the group of people hanging out in Anko's living room. He ducked them out of the open door way, pinning the smaller man to the wall with a deep kiss.

"Hold that thought." He ground his hips against Iruka before slipping into the apartment.

A few seconds later everyone was walking out and the professor had a strong arm wrapped around his small waist pulling him into the woman's apartment before Sasuke shut and locked the door behind them.
"Now where were we?" He grinned, leading them toward the plush couch.

Iruka laughed as he wobbled to the side, falling against the lavish cushions as he groaned. "I was dancing," he answered, crawling over the couch and flopping onto his back. "You were horny."

Sasuke smirked, leering over the smaller man. "Do you want to continue?"

The brunette shrugged his shoulders dismissively, glancing away as his rampant blush grew darker. "I dunno...how bad do you want it?"

The younger planted a thorough kiss on the professor, his hips rocking the smaller frame deeper into the couch.

"We can just skip it." Sasuke whispered moving his kisses down to Iruka's neck as he slowly worked on unbuttoning his shirt.

The brunette let out a quick moan, closing his eyes as he tilted his head back to bare his throat to Sasuke's talented mouth. He slid his legs around the Uchiha's waist, bucking upward into the next thrust. His fingers wove into the inky black hair, pulling on it until Sasuke looked up with a wince.

"You have to tell me how bad you want it first," Iruka teased.

Sasuke's hand slid over Iruka's stomach, pale fingers dipping into his pants before expertly undoing the belt, button and zipper.

"Bad enough to not want to waste time answering the question." He replied lowly, dropping his head again to continuing sucking on the skin over vein in Iruka's slender neck.

The smaller man's gaze snapped open and he wiggled as Sasuke's fingers brushed through the dark curls surrounding his cock. "Ngh..." he muttered coherently before he grinned. "Wait...!"

He shoved at the Uchiha until the younger male got up, sharp brows furrowed at the strange actions. Iruka laughed and kicked at Sasuke until he slid off the couch. Then he settled into a sitting position over the plush cushions, spreading his legs widely.

"Kneel down," he ordered, eyes flashing with mirth.

Curious to the brunette's intentions, Sasuke arched a brow as he knelt down, hands on either side of Iruka's knees.

Iruka smiled, shifting until his groin was flush against Sasuke's. "I want to do it like this," he explained, tossing his arms above his head and over the back of the couch. "Less work for me!"

Sasuke arched the other brow and smirked, leaning forward until his lips brushed lightly over Iruka's earlobe. "Turn over." He whispered deeply as he started to lower Iruka's pants and briefs.

The smaller male blushed as he did as he was told, rolling onto his stomach before Sasuke kneed his legs apart. He laid his cheek against the plush cushions, his breathing picking up as he gave a groan, thrusting his trapped cock against the couch.

Sasuke slipped Iruka's briefs and pants down, using his knee to pin them to the floor between the professor's legs as he bent over him wrapping an arm around his waist. Long fingers probed at the lubricated entrance, the raven having put more than enough of the cooling balm on the abused hole earlier.

He squeezed Iruka's cock roughly as he pressed his fingers in, re-stretching the passage as the slender digits massaged the other from the inside.

The brunette cried out, arching his spine to better present his ass to Sasuke's hungry gaze. He moaned continuously, thrusting back against the intrusion as his small entrance was massaged. Iruka looked over his shoulder, propping his torso up on his elbows as he tried to see what Sasuke was doing.

He loved watching himself being penetrated, somehow feeling perverted just for thinking about it. The brunette laughed breathlessly, biting his lip as his gaze flicked up to meet the Uchiha's.

Sasuke's lips curled into the cocky grin, curling his fingers inside the smaller man as he hit his prostate once more eliciting another sharp moan from the professor. Upon removing his fingers Sasuke leaned back, the brunette's eyes on him once more as he started to unlatch his own belt.

Iruka opened his thighs further, as much as his pants would allow as he watched the taller man slowly undo his pants. He reached back, groaning lowly at the hidden bulge as he caressed his plump rear, kneading one cheek to expose his twitching hole.

"Onegai Sasuke-sama," the brunette pleaded. "Fuck me hard!"

A dark gaze moved from where they were watching Iruka's fingers inch closer to the waiting entrance, scanning up the honeyed skin until he was looking the other in eye. Iruka's doe brown glance moved from his own as the Uchiha unzipped the black pants, his erection slowly being exposed to the open air as he had not put his boxers on earlier.

The engorged member lowered freely once Sasuke had slid his pants down far enough on his thighs so that he could move. Pressing his hand on Iruka's lower back he pulled on the smaller man's hips with the other as the tip of his erection rubbed against a plump cheek.

The brunette lowered himself back against the cushions, panting now as he tried to push back on the rigid length.

"Sasuke!" he cried in frustration, his eyes watering. "Please...I want it!"

He reached back again, fingers dancing over the thick cock as it teased his eager hole. Iruka growled, starting to get up in anger before Sasuke forced him back down.

The raven bent over Iruka pressing his chest against the arched back, one hand firmly around his own cock and the other still on a honeyed hip as he pressed easily past the tight ring of muscles. A deep groan escaped the taller man as he continued to move into the other until he was completely sheathed.

Iruka dug his nails into the couch, whimpering and gasping as he writhed, trying to move away from the constant stretching. His brows furrowed as he panted heavily, grunting as he rubbed his cheek against the cushions, looking over his shoulder to watch the intense expression of pleasure Sasuke sported.

The brunette laughed shortly, growing used to being filled in a way that made it hard to breathe. He moaned softly, sweeping his hair from his face as he started trying to move.

Sasuke stilled Iuka's hips, his arm curling around his waist as a hand wrapped itself around the smaller man's cock. Pale hips pulled back before slamming back against the plump rear.

Iruka cried out loudly, his spine dipping as he rolled his body into Sasuke's deep thrusts. Every movement made him moan and beg for more as his nails scratched down Anko's couch. He gasped, his voice pitching high as he propped himself up on his elbows again, turning to watch Sasuke's well toned form press into him.

Once the quick pace was set the younger began to pump Iruka in time with his thrusts, tightening his hand with each downward stroke. His finger rubbed over the heated, drooling tip as he bucked upward, placing a well aimed thrust into the bundle of nerves.

Iruka shrieked, bowing his head and he closed his eyes sharply, a small scream following quickly after. He grunted and slammed back on each plunge into his willing body, face contorting into pleasure.

He arched his back, panting with his tongue lolling out as he looked back again, watching the base of Sasuke's cock pull out, dragging against his inner walls before being shoved back in, making the brunette yelp.

Sasuke emitted another deep moan that resonated throughout his chest as he slid back so he wasn't pressed against Iruka's back, now only hovering over him as his hand started quickening its pace.

The smaller man cried out loudly as the younger stilled his hips, pressing deeply into the warm sheath as he let Iruka's muscles milk his thick length. Iruka squirmed, trying hard to make Sasuke move by thrusting back against the pale hips.

The Uchiha stayed though, his hand slipping wetly over Iruka's slick cock, using the weeping fluid to lubricate his movements.

He panted harshly, arching his back as his shirt rode up, yelping again when Sasuke's free hand came around to pluck and pull at his sensitive nipples. Iruka's groin tightened dramatically as he bucked, rising up on his out stretched arms as he writhed and came in a sudden rush.

Sasuke's thrusts jerked as Iruka's orgasm vaulted the smaller body against him. He continued to pump the heated flesh until he felt it slowly wilting under his touch.

Pale hips bucked again, the professor’s clenching entrance tightening around his cock as it attempted to pull the younger’s member in deeper. Another few quick, deep thrusts and Sasuke moaned out, releasing into Iruka as he stilled, the ring of muscles pressing on the lower piercing as his cock pulse out the milky fluid.

Iruka panted lightly, grunting lightly as Sasuke settled on his back, collapsing in a sweating mess of tussled clothing.

He rubbed his cheek against the plush cushions, arching under the heavy weight, loving the feel of the taller man over him, pressing against his petite form. He reached behind him, curling his fingers through Sasuke's hair, slowly catching his breath.

Sasuke pulled himself off of Iruka, settling on the floor with his back to the couch, a soft grunt escaping him. Dark eyes moved over to the brunette who was still kneeling next to him. Placing his forearms on his knees, the younger lowered his head as he slowly caught his breath, noticing the sticky mess now on Anko's floor, a small stream dribbling down off the bottom of Iruka's shirt.

The brunette whimpered softly, letting his eyes fall shut easily. His light moans were continuous, cutting the silence in tune with the music heard from down the hall. He slowly slid down to sit carefully on his heels, his eyelids growing heavy.

"Mmm..." Iruka mumbled.

"You might need to wash off your shirt." Sasuke smirked slightly, his eyes darting to the smaller man's shirt then floor. "Unless you think Anko won't notice in the morning."

Iruka looked a bit dazed as he pulled off his buttoned top, using it to wipe up the mess. He grew too tired to do it after a few seconds and crawled into Sasuke's lap, leaning his head against the stronger chest. His pants and underwear were still around his knees as he tried to stop his whimpering mewls of pleasure.

Sasuke let his left leg drop so it rested flat on the floor, opening up his chest a bit more for Iruka to lie over. "You know they'll come looking for you..." he said softly after a few minutes.

The brunette smiled drunkenly, glancing up at Sasuke with hooded eyes. "We have to go back?"

"We do." Sasuke replied looking down at Iruka. "Go get cleaned up, I'll wait here." He added nudging Iruka gently with his shoulder.

The smaller man groaned, getting up on his knees slowly. Sasuke pulled up his clothes for him before he stumbled to the bathroom, still making small noises of pleasure with every movement.

Once Iruka had disappeared behind the door Sasuke stood and adjusted himself, leaving his shirt un-tucked as there was a slight bit of his own... mess on the top of his pants. Once he was satisfied with his appearance Sasuke looked around the woman’s apartment, noticing how it seemed relatively normal despite her... oddities.

The one thing that stood out to the Uchiha heir was the fact that she had a baby grand piano tucked over in one corner, the black finish highlighted by the street lights pouring in from the large window. Sasuke walked over to it and sat down, noticing that she didn’t bother keeping the key guard over the white ivory.

Iruka finished washing his stomach and thighs with a wet cloth, slowly gathering what little wits he had left, pressing his forehead against the cool glass of the mirror. He sighed lightly, brushing his damp hair from his face as he glanced at his reflection.

His rear ached, sharp pulses flashing up his spine. He moaned softly leaning down to splash water on his face, tendrils of chocolate hair being plastered to his cheeks. The brunette slowly began realizing that there was a gentle sound rising above the music from his apartment.

It took him a few minutes to recognize it as a piano, remembering that Anko had one that she liked to play sometimes. This didn't sound like anything she did though. The song was low and calming with a hint of mourning to it.

Iruka stepped out of the bathroom, buttoning up his pants as he glanced around the corner. He walked awkwardly to Sasuke as the young man sat and played, his eyes closed as he leaned over the keys.

Sasuke stopped when he realized that he was being watched. "Sorry." He apologized, moving the cover habitually over the keys as he stood.

"Are you ready?" He asked, noticing that Iruka's cotton t-shirt was still on the ground by the couch. "I can go get the extra shirt I have in the car..."

The brunette stepped close to Sasuke, pressing against the younger man, nuzzling his face against the pale neck. "I saw a piano at your house," he said softly. "But I didn't know you played."

"It was part of my father's... conditioning." Sasuke answered sitting back down, pulling Iruka with him. "I'll play sometimes when I need to think." He added as Iruka nodded softly.

"Give me your shirt," the brunette said. "You go topless, not me."

Sasuke smirked down at Iruka, "If you want it, take it." He arched a brow.

The smaller man pouted, starting to pull at the silken shirt, fumbling with the buttons as his brows furrowed in concentration. "You're being mean," he accused with a sigh.

Sasuke chuckled lightly as his fingers joined Iruka's, helping the drunken professor remove his shirt. The brunette slipped it over his bare shoulders, leaning back against the piano to steady him. The Uchiha assisted in dressing him, his pale chest gleaming in the light filtering through the tall windows. Iruka's gaze was momentarily distracted as he eyed the expanse of skin exposed to him.

He grinned softly, "You look better without clothes."

Sasuke buttoned the shirt for the professor, a light smile gracing his lips. "I could say the same."

Dark eyes moved up to scan the intoxicated man's face, the sex having sobered the Uchiha considerably. Iruka moaned lowly as Sasuke's lips pressed against his throat over his sensitive zones. He slowly wobbled to his feet, glancing at the door.

"I want another drink," he said.

The brunette stumbled over the stool, the Uchiha steadying him around the waist as they made their way back to the party. Anko accosted the pair at Iruka's door, instantly noticing the raven was missing part of his clothing.

"I thought that's what you two were doing. I heard you screaming from here!" She yanked Iruka in past her. "You’re the host, you can't just disappear like that-." Anko stopped when she realized that Sasuke was shirtless.

Iruka waddled passed her, stopping only when Sasuke caught his arm to get his attention. He looked back with blurred vision, half wondering where his glasses had gone. Kakashi appeared from the crowd, narrowing his visible eye at the Uchiha as he adjusted the patch over his other.

"Well, someone was busy," he said in a bored tone.

Anko snorted. "Don't tell me you didn't hear them!"

Shikamaru caught a glimpse of Sasuke by the door, having gone looking for his friend earlier but not having been successful. The taller brunette headed over to the others noticing the glare Sasuke was receiving from Kakashi.

"Hey, there you are!' Shika handed Sasuke his glass before starting to pull off the slightly oversized dark grey button up shirt he had on over the black Rolling Stones t-shirt he was wearing, trading his long time friend the shirt for his drink back.

Iruka leaned against the wall, staring around the room blearily as he started to slowly sober. "I want a drink," he demanded.

Kakashi held up his own, his eye crinkling with happiness as he offered it to the plastered smaller man. "Here you are Iru-Iru...let's go get some more shall we?"

"Here!" Shikamaru handed Iruka his cup, being closer to the professor.

He nudged Sasuke in the side, letting the Uchiha know he was glaring more than just slightly at Kakashi. Sasuke stopped buttoning up the shirt, leaving the top two undone as he turned back to Iruka,

"We'll go get some more." He placed his hand on Iruka's back, his thumb accidentally dipping to touch where his fingers had traced earlier when the smaller man was getting dressed for the party.

"Gai just brought in another keg." Shika stated as he waited for the pair to pass, Anko eyeing the taller brunette, whose face was flushed slightly pink with inebriation.

Iruka went rigid automatically, spinning and jerking away from Sasuke's grasp. "Stop touching me!" he snapped when the Uchiha reached for him again. "Stop touching me there!"

His eyes were wide as he stumbled against Kakashi, staring at his younger lover with a small pout. Kakashi wrapped his arm around Iruka's stomach, pulling flush against his taller frame as he shot a cycloptic glare.

Sasuke's brows narrowed in confusion, looking at down at Iruka. "I didn't mean t-"

Iruka shrugged Kakashi off of him as he slipped into the crowd, the grey haired man following closely behind. Anko stopped the Uchiha before he could go after them, grabbing onto his sleeve with an oddly serious expression on her face. Sasuke looked back at the woman, Shikamaru staying by his friend’s side for the moment.

"What's going on?" Sasuke demanded.

"Come with me." Anko pulled Sasuke back out the door into the hallway, the Uchiha giving Shikamaru a quick glance before disappearing behind the wall.

A/N: Dom- review.