Pining

Hello We'll see...

llyoung Here's some more of the sweet KakaIru action.

Kirai Thank you.

BrucesGirl Thanks. There wasn't much smut in the few previous chapters so I'm going to make up for it.



Thank you Demosthenes for editing. You're a treasure.



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The morning light seeped through a cap between the curtains. A shaft of sunlight tickled Iruka's nose. Slowly he opened his eyes and stretched. His hand dropped to the empty pillow beside him. It took few seconds before it all came back to him. Last night. The kiss Kakashi gave him. The orgasm. He's not here. Iruka turned to his side and pulled the pillow to his arms. He pressed the pillow tightly against his chest. It had Kakashi's scent in it. Suddenly he felt strangely sad.



"Something wrong?" the voice startled Iruka.



He let go of the pillow and turned around to see Kakashi standing in the doorway with a breakfast tray in his arms. He didn't have a shirt on and his pants were hanging low. Iruka took in the gorgeous sight.



"Un, no. Everything's fine." Iruka couldn't help but smile, he could feel himself blushing.



Kakashi sat on the bed and put down the tray. Iruka noticed there was two servings of breakfast on it. Kakashi didn't have his mask on but the hitai-ate was covering his left eye again. Iruka took first mouthful of tamagoyaki. His eyes closed from the exquisite taste. Oh gods how I've missed Kakashi's cooking. As he opened his eyes he could see Kakashi smiling at him. He was truly delighted that Iruka enjoyed his breakfast. Iruka paused to admire Kakashi's smile. He had dimples on his cheeks and his thin lips made a beautiful curve. He has such a nice smile.



Kakashi noticed Iruka's admiration. He got confused and concentrated on his breakfast. Oh, I embarrassed him. I shouldn't stare. Iruka turned his gaze to his own bowl. The food was as delicious as ever. Iruka hoped he could taste Kakashi's other cookings as well. They were destined to be excellent.



They finished their breakfast. Kakashi lifted the tray to Iruka's bedside table and climbed to the bed. He put the pillow behind his upper back, leaned on the headboard and pulled Iruka against his chest. Iruka blushed. It was nice to be close with Kakashi. He nuzzled against the jounin's bare chest. He pressed his ear against it and heard the even beating of his heart. Then something came to his mind. Was this how Kakashi was with Yamato? Was he still seeing Yamato? Blood escaped from Iruka's cheeks. He had to ask.



"Are you and Yamato..." he couldn't finish his question.



"No. I haven't been with him for a long time." Kakashi's voice was calm.



"That's good... I think."



But there could be others.



"Is there... What I mean is, are you seeing... sleeping with..." Iruka couldn't get the words out "No, no, never mind. It's none of my business and I shouldn't have asked." Iruka shook his head.



This is so embarrassing. Why did I open my mouth? I don't want to hear the answer. Kakashi's hand petted Iruka's back. The touch was gentle but firm. He was pressing Iruka against himself.



"Iruka. There's no one, no one else but you." his voice was still steady and calm.



Kakashi's heart rate was as even and slow as it had been. Iruka's own heart was hammering in his chest. His blood was running hot. Is he really saying what I think he is? His cheeks were burning. What should I do? Should I say something? Should I ask what he meant? Iruka couldn't decide. He couldn't turn and look at Kakashi either because he was sure his face was burning red. Instead he turned his face to Kakashi's chest and gave it a soft kiss.



"You don't have work and I don't have any missions now, so what do you say if we did nothing today? We could order pizza or something and watch a movie together?" Kakashi suggested.



"I'd like that." Iruka managed.



Iruka felt warm inside. How is it that Kakashi always knows what to say? He knows exactly what I like and what I want. It's like he's been reading my diary. Except that I don't have one. Maybe he can read my mind! Hmm, but if he could he would know that I'm thinking that he knows my thoughts. And he would know



"What are you thinking so hard? If you don't want to watch a film with me you can say so. I won't get offended."



"No, it's nothing. And I want to watch a film with you, and order pizza." Iruka hurried to answer. Damn it. Silly me.



"So I'm going to make a quick stop at my place, to get some clothes, and I could rent a movie. I bet you've seen all the films you own at least ten times, haven't you?"



"Yeah" Iruka blushed slightly.



"So, is there anything you wish to see?"



"No, not really. Anything's fine except action."



"Alright, anything but action it is." Kakashi kissed Iruka's neck and stood up.



He tied his pants, pulled his shirt and the green jounin vest on. Then he leaned over Iruka and gave him a soft kiss.



"See you in a minute." Kakashi said and vanished with a puff.



Iruka rolled on his bed. Is this really happening? There was warm squirming in his stomach, like a flock of butterflies were flapping their wings asynchronously. He was feeling really happy. Truly happy. He pulled the pillow Kakashi had used and breathed in his scent. He felt like a school girl, ready to giggle foolishly and cover the walls of his room with pictures of his crush. Well, not really the last part. But he was ready to burst into song. Instead he rose up and went to the bathroom. He took his toothbrush, applied some toothpaste on it and as he put the brush in his mouth he glanced himself at the mirror. He looked a bit shabby with a slight hangover. There was a small hickey on his neck. Iruka smiled at his image and decided to take a shower before Kakashi would be back.







After the shower Iruka put on gray slacks and a loose t-shirt. He tied his damp hair up. Then he made the bed and pulled few pillows and a woolen blanket from his wardrobe. After scattering the pillows on his living room couch Iruka searched his kitchen cabinets. Finally he found a candy bag. He emptied it on a small bowl and put it on the living room table. Then he sat down on the couch to wait for Kakashi.



He didn't have to wait long. Soon he heard knocking on the door and hurried to answer it. Kakashi's hair was damp and he was wearing black slacks and a sleeveless shirt with a collar that changed to his mask almost seamlessly. The shirt was form fitting and tight. The ANBU tattoo on Kakashi's left shoulder caught Iruka's attention. Or not so much the tattoo itself but the way it accentuated the taut form of Kakashi's shoulder. Gods, he looks good. Iruka stepped aside and let Kakashi in. Kakashi planted a kiss on Iruka's cheek, kicked off his shoes and they walked to the living room.



"You bought a new couch."



"Yeah. It came two months ago. I would have bought is sooner but they had to deliver it from another village and it took time."



"It looks nice."



Iruka looked at the small dark green couch. In the brochure the shade was called myrtle. It was a bit too dark for Iruka's taste, but at least most stains wouldn't show on it. Kakashi sat on the couch while Iruka put the movie into the player and pressed play.



"Mm, comfy." Kakashi sighed.



Iruka took the bowl of candy and curled to the other end of the couch. The movie started. Kakashi grunted and draped his arm around Iruka's shoulder, pulling him close. Iruka leaned against Kakashi's chest. He could feel the jounin breathe, his chest moving up and down slowly. The movie was a drama-thriller. Iruka was engrossed in the plot twists when he felt Kakashi untie his hair. It was still damp where the hair-tie had been. Kakashi ran fingers through Iruka's hair, lifting and gently pulling them.



Kakashi petted Iruka through the whole movie.



"I think it was pretty good. Except for the part where the main character died, it was so sad." Iruka said as he pressed the stop button from the remote.



"Hn.. Oh?"



"You didn't watch it, did you?" Iruka accused him.



"Well, how could I when I had you there distracting me the whole time?"



"Distracting? I did nothing! Besides it was your idea to watch a movie."



"You distracted me by being so adorable." Kakashi smiled, pulled his mask down and kissed the chuunin.



He pulled Iruka to his lap and entwined his fingers to his hair pulling him into a kiss. Iruka's body moved straightening and bending him as Kakashi controlled the kiss. Kakashi's tongue played with his more lustful than before. Their lips parted as Kakashi pulled Iruka's t-shirt off. His hands fondled Iruka's sides and his back as his lips pressed on Iruka's chest. He suckled the skin biting it gently. He moved with butterfly kisses to Iruka's nipple. His tongue lapped the tight nub making Iruka rock his hips more. He could feel Kakashi's hardening length against him. He rubbed himself more against it, feeling it swell under him. Kakashi sucked his pearl-like nipple. He pinched it between his lips, pulling and twisting it.



"Mmm" Iruka breathed.



Kakashi flipped them over. He was between Iruka's legs, on his knees, on the floor. His mouth traveled lower. Gently biting the skin on his stomach, his tongue dipping into his navel. With a swift movement Kakashi pulled Iruka's slacks down. Iruka held his breath as Kakashi's wet mouth approached his pelvis. His hardness jolted with every taunting kiss Kakashi made, wanting to get into that hot and wet cavern.



"N-not here." Iruka whispered, he wanted this to be perfect.



"I promise I won't get your new couch dirty." Kakashi smirked.



"Oh gods." Iruka moaned as the warmth swallowed his pulsating length.



It was so warm and soft around his erection. Iruka bucked his hips up wanting to get deeper, but Kakashi wasn't doing this the first time. He pulled his head up and licked the tip of Iruka's length, tasting the precum. The firm tongue glided up and down, pushed against the slit, licked the vein in the underside. Iruka breathed heavily. Then the velvety cavern devoured his throbbing hardness again. This time it went lower with each suck. Kakashi's hands gripped Iruka's hips preventing them from thrusting up. Each time Kakashi's head came down he could feel more and more of the wet mouth.



Iruka closed his eyes. He was drawing near his completion. He bit his lip as the soft tremors started going up and down his body. He was all the way inside Kakashi's mouth. Kakashi's throat pressed around his arousal.



"Ah, Kakashi..." the tremors were more frequent, more powerful than before.



Then a wet finger pressed against his tight opening. The tip slid in and waited for Iruka's response. I have to relax. Just let it go... He pushed against the finger making it slide deeper inside him. Kakashi's tongue pressed against his erection as he sucked down the stiff length. Firm and softly slippery, enfolding him. The finger inside him wriggled then slid out and back in again. Shivers came so soon after each other that they felt like one, making his whole body tremble in rapture.



Kakashi panted against Iruka's arousal. His finger thrust more forcefully into Iruka's passage. Iruka bucked his hips. The finger inside pushed deep and wiggled there. It hit the sweet spot buried inside him.



"Oh gods! Ahh!" Iruka cried.



His stomach muscles knotted as the finger inside him hit his prostate again and again. The hot wetness took a tight hold on his weeping length. Few sucks were enough to push him over the edge. His whole body shook in the grip of the orgasm. His seed shot into Kakashi's mouth, down his throat. He heard Kakashi come with a low groan.



Panting Iruka opened his eyes. Kakashi was cleaning the mess he had made.



"Sorry." he smirked impishly.



"It's okay, just leave it." Iruka smiled.



Kakashi leaned forward. He kissed Iruka's lower abdomen, his chest and his neck. He straightened his back, his eye staring into Iruka's eyes.



"Do you have any plans for Friday?"



"No. Why?"



"Would you come to my place? I'll cook us a dinner."



"I'd be delighted." Iruka answered friskily.



Kakashi smiled and landed a soft kiss on his lips.