Into the Fire

A/N - Well folks, we finally made it . . . the end of this epic tale (and the long awaited foursome). My immense thanks to everyone who took the time to read my flights of fancy, and my gratitude to everyone who took time to review . . . your words kept me going when the going got tough!! (BTW, I LOVE reviews, so even though the story is over, I'd still love to hear from you!!)

In a week or so the second part of this saga, Fanning the Flames, will get underway. If you enjoyed this story please join me as our intrepid couple ventures into the world of parenthood!


Epilogue

“You're sure you want to do this, sweetheart?” Ibiki asked worriedly as they prepared to head off for their rendezvous.

“Absolutely . . . I look forward to showing my technique off for you.” the copy-nin chuckled, leaning over to kiss his husband sensuously, “Let you see how you look when I fuck you silly.”

“I could say the same thing.” the interrogator retorted, “I'll have them eating out of the palm of my hand.”

“I have no doubt.” Kakashi leered, “So, shall we?”

The couple materialized in front of the cabin, taking a moment to appreciate the view before heading off in search of the newlyweds. “There you are.” Ibiki exclaimed when they finally located the pair in the kitchen, “I was afraid you'd changed your minds.”

“No way.” Genma retorted, “I've been looking forward to this for what seems like forever, I'm not letting you back out now.”

“I have no intention of backing out Gen-chan.” the copy-nin chuckled, “In fact, I have every intention of making sure you never forget me.”

“I hope I'm going to be part of that memorable experience as well Hatake-san.” Iruka purred, “I, too, have been looking forward to your joining us.”

“Go ahead sweetheart, give them what they want . . . I think I'll just watch for a bit.” the interrogator rumbled as he pulled his husband close and kissed the tattoo decorating his throat, “Love you.”

“Love you too.” Kakashi replied sincerely, pressing their lips together in a chaste, loving kiss before turning predatory eyes on the senbon sucker. “So Gen-ma,” he sing-songed, “are you ready for me?”

“Uhhhh.” was all the honey-haired man managed as lust filled mismatched eyes roved over his form.

“Cat got your tongue, cutie?” the silver-haired man teased, “I thought you wanted this.”

“Gods yes.” Genma gasped, “Please.”

“You only had to ask.” the copy-nin husked as he gathered the smaller man into his arms and kissed him passionately, pulling back slightly to whisper, “My, my, what an agile tongue you have, my dear . . . I'll have to find a way to put it to good use.”

“Let me suck you . . . please.” the senbon-sucker pleaded, “I want to taste you.”

“If that is your pleasure.” Kakashi agreed with a nod, head falling back in surprise when agile hands nearly ripped his pants in two and his burgeoning erection was eagerly devoured. “Dear gods that's good.” the silver-haired man managed before his words were stolen and he could only communicate through gasps and broken groans.

“Don't be a pig Gen.” the Hokage scolded, elbowing his husband aside and taking his place, redoubling his efforts when the lanky jounin began to shake uncontrollably.

“Stop.” the copy-nin demanded, gently levering the former teacher away from his throbbing erection, “I don't want to come unless I'm inside of one of you.”

“Me, me.” the honey-haired man chirped excitedly, “The foursome was my idea . . . and I can't wait any longer.”

“Impatient, are we?” Kakashi chuckled lustily, “Well, then . . . shall we take this somewhere more comfortable?”

The couples adjourned to the bedroom, four sets of hands making quick work of their clothes as Ibiki finally joined in, kissing all three men passionately before retreating to a chair in the corner and pulling the Hokage into his lap so they could watch in comfort.

“Did you know you're unbelievably sexy Genma?” the silver-haired man murmured, “May I taste you?”

“Anything you want . . . just hurry up.” the senbon-sucker commanded.

“Anything?” the copy-nin chuckled, “I hope you won't regret that offer.” He easily lifted the smaller man, stretching him out on the bed before bending to suck a pert nipple, smiling broadly as the lithe nin arched off the bed in reaction, “Ooooh, sensitive.” he teased before continuing his torment, gradually moving lower until he was crouched between Genma's long legs.

“Let's try something different.” Kakashi suggested as he folded the flexible body nearly in two, squeezing and kneading the senbon-sucker's plump, perfect ass before roughly spreading firm cheeks and dipping his head to place a wet kiss on the puckered ring.

“Yes, oh please.” Genma wailed as the copy-nin eagerly licked and nipped, trailing off to a startled shriek as an agile tongue twirled its way inside to tickle his prostate.

“Very nice.” the silver-haired man muttered before setting to work in earnest, sliding slick fingers inside to spread the honey-haired man wide as his tongue continued it's erotic dance. Before long he had four slick fingers pumping in and out of the writhing tokubetsu and deemed him ready for the next step.

“Do you still want this?” Kakashi murmured sincerely as he searched the other man's face for any sign he'd had a change of heart.

“Don't you dare stop now.” the senbon-sucker demanded, “Fuck me like you mean it.”

“Oh, I mean it alright.” the copy-nin gritted out as he guided his slick erection to the quivering opening and began a long, slow slide into the honey-haired man's clenching passage. “Dear gods, you're tight.” he groaned as he waited for the smaller man to adjust to the intrusion.

“Let me ride you while we watch.” Iruka turned to face Ibiki, kissing him passionately before continuing, “I'm not going to last and I don't want to come alone.”

“That will always be my pleasure.” the interrogator replied, biting his lip as smaller hands deftly lubed his dripping length before the Hokage determinedly positioned himself over the massive organ and slowly began to push himself down, letting out a choked gasp when his ass was finally firmly pressed against the scarred man's groin.

“Let me help.” Ibiki muttered, easily lifting the much smaller man, spreading his legs so they rested on the arms of the chair, allowing the torture master the freedom to thrust up wantonly.

“Again.” the former teacher demanded when the first hard thrust struck his prostate dead on and he let out a strangled shriek.

“Your wish is my command Hokage-sama.” the interrogator smirked as he matched his pace to the couple on the bed, eyes roving hungrily over the copy-nin's flexing ass as he thrust into the senbon sucker with abandon.

Genma writhed and panted, moaning and snarling as Kakashi drove into him again and again until he could hold out no longer and came hard, screaming the silver-haired man's name as he shot burst after burst of seed, each hard strike to his prostate drawing out his orgasm until he fell back, limp and exhausted. “Done already handsome?” the copy-nin inquired with a smirk, “I hope you don't mind if I'm not ready to stop yet . . . you feel sooo good around me.”

“I want it all.” the senbon sucker insisted raggedly, “Come for me, please.”

“All in good time.” the jounin chuckled, “Right now I'm having too much fun.” He continued to piston in and out of the now limp form, wrapping his arms around the honey-haired man and pulling him into his lap, the change of position deepening his thrusts.

“Look at you.” he whispered in Genma's ear, “You're getting hard again already . . . I would have thought you'd be getting tired after being on your honeymoon all week.”

“I've fantasized about this for so many years.” the senbon sucker managed to whisper, “I'll be damned if I won't make the most of it.”

“Brace yourself then.” Kakashi continued, “The best is yet to come.” He continued his hard, deep thrusts, adding a roll of his hips that had the honey-haired man praying to gods he wasn't sure he believed in for it to never stop. Just when Genma thought he couldn't take anymore the silver-haired man switched their positions yet again, pulling out completely and positioning the smaller man on his knees, facing their rapt audience.

“You two make a pretty picture.” the copy-nin husked erotically as he watched Ibiki thrust wildly up into the former teacher, “I'm sorry I didn't turn around sooner.” Without warning he grasped a lean hip and seated himself in a single thrust, drawing another cry from the tokubetsu . . . one that morphed into a warbling wail when an elegant fine-boned hand wrapped around the senbon sucker's weeping erection and began to stroke in counterpoint to his thrusts.

“Oh gods, right there.” Iruka yelped as the interrogator struck his prostate dead on.

“Like this?” the scarred man murmured as he began to speed up his thrusts until he was slamming into the smaller man, reaching around to massage the Hokage's purpling erection, hand sliding freely in the slippery pre-cum as the teacher jerked and twisted in abandon.

“Ahhhhhhhhhh yessssssssssss.” Genma hissed as a thumb dipped into the sensitive slit of his erection and he exploded, shooting his seed onto the bed as the copy-nin thrust raggedly a few more times before coming with a deep moan.

“So, so hot.” Iruka muttered as he surrendered to the mounting pleasure, splattering his come across his chest as his internal muscles clamped down hard on the rigid length inside him, pulling the startled interrogator into his own orgasm.

“That was fun.” Kakashi chuckled weakly when he finally regained control, pulling back slightly so his limp length slid out of the exhausted tokubetsu, eyes lighting with delight as he watched his seed trickle out of the senbon sucker's quivering pucker. “Why don't you two come join us over here?” he suggested, “It's warm and cozy . . . we'll rest a bit before round two.”

“Excellent idea sweetheart.” Ibiki husked, easily lifting the limp Hokage into his arms and striding across the room on rubbery legs, depositing him carefully on the bed before kissing his husband tenderly. The two couples curled up intimately together, trading leisurely kisses and gentle touches as they waited for their systems to recover, eventually drifting off into a light doze.

The copy-nin fought the sleepiness sweeping through his system, eventually giving up, whispering a last “I love you.” in his husband's ear before succumbing to sleep, leaving the moon to keep watch over their peaceful forms.