Too good

A/N: I couldn't stand to leave you all hanging, so here is the next chappie. Please review, even if it's just a few words, they feed my muse and keep me typing. Enjoy!

A/N 2: Oops! I can't believe I forgot to get Kakashi naked! That's been fixed.


Opening the bag, Kakashi found a wide variety of condoms and lubricants in various colors, styles and flavors.

“Nice,” he said. “Tsunade must have made Jiraiya give her his personal stash.”

Kakashi strode over to the bed and gently brushed the sweaty locks from Iruka’s forehead. The look he received was truly pitiful. The chuunin whimpered and turned his hot face into Kakashi’s palm, nuzzling it.

Iruka’s very red lips trembled and he gasped out in a deep whisper, “…‘Kashi…it hurts,” gingerly shifting his hips, trying desperately to ease the throbbing ache in his groin.

Kami-sama, if that wasn’t an invitation to molest the man, then Kakashi didn’t know what was. He smiled softly, stroking Iruka’s flushed cheek with his thumb.

“I know baby, I’m here now and I’ll make it better,” he purred, flashes of Icha Icha scenes running through his mind as Inner!Kakashi laughed dementedly and skipped around in circles. “Let’s get you out of these, ne?” He said, gesturing to Iruka’s pants.

With a careful and delicate touch, Kakashi eased the button open and unzipped Iruka’s fly, then carefully stripped the chuunin of his uniform pants, relieving some of the tension from the clothing. He next, oh so gently lifted the elastic band up of Iruka’s boxers and eased it over the engorged cock.

“Ahhhhn,” Iruka let out a shuddering sigh as he was released from the confines of his garments.

Iruka squirmed under Kakashi’s piercing gaze, the single eye sweeping over his nude body laid out in all its glory. Despite the many times they had had sex previously, Iruka still couldn’t help but feel naked and exposed when in Kakashi’s presence like this; perhaps it had something to do with the way he fixed his eye so attentively to focus solely on him, such that it seemed Kakashi was staring into his very soul. Iruka’s face blushed even more, the red stain darkening across his cheeks and nose. This, of course didn’t go unnoticed by Kakashi, who moved his hand to stroke the flushed skin with the backs of his knuckles. Iruka closed his eyes and whimpered pitiably; the touch wasn’t enough to fulfill his need, which, at the moment, was concentrated between his thighs.

“‘Kashi,” he whined between gritted teeth, “please, I need you so bad.”

Kakashi decided to throw all the usual foreplay out the window and go for the goal, since Iruka was beg… no, requesting it so politely. He felt breathless in front of such a beautiful sight and had to take a moment to gather himself together before he could act on his lover’s wishes. It seemed as if there were miles and miles of the rich mocha colored skin, shifting restlessly like the sands in the desert. Taking in a deep lungful of air to clear the lust that was clouding his brain, Kakashi slowly reached his hand downward, trailing lightly over the quivering muscles of Iruka’s abdomen on his way to the dripping length resting just below the navel.

Iruka’s breath was coming faster now and his eyes screwed shut as the hand moved inevitably downward, closer and closer to where he needed it the most; needed it so badly that it hurt.

He had gotten stiff almost as soon as he had gone near the spilled mystery liquid, which should have warned him not to mess around near it, but his helpful nature had gotten the better of him. He had thought to himself, ‘What if someone else happens upon it, what then? Better take care of it fast, then maybe the effect will wear off. Wouldn’t want it to spread to other areas now, would we?’ The rest, as they say, was history. Iruka had soaked the stuff up in some rags and was placing it in the trash can when the full effects struck; he had nearly creamed himself right there, bent over the rubbish bin in the Hokage’s office as arousal coursed through his veins and lightning bolts of sexual excitement shot through his body. He had been startled and a bit alarmed that he had gotten himself into a situation he really didn’t want to be in, and then the Hokage had come in and seen his flushed skin, his whole person exuding sexuality, and had gotten a fierce nosebleed. Genma had strolled in moments later, his jaw dropping open as a veritable geyser of crimson fluid spewed from his nose. Once they had gotten themselves under control, Tsunade had grabbed onto the chuunin’s arms and practically dragged him into the room he was now captive in. He had lost his shirt in the struggle, causing both Genma and Tsunade to in turn lose more blood from their nasal passages, then he had had his wrists lashed to the headboard of the bed with reinforced chakra cuffs. Tsunade had given him the explanation about the awful stuff he had tried to clean up, then, she had attempted to cure him, using a variety of medical jutsu, but to no avail. Then they had left him, frightened, alone, and horny as hell with not even his hands free to give himself a little relief.

By the time Kakashi had arrived, Iruka was on the verge of tears, the intensity of his arousal had been so great and his penis had been so terribly hard and he had been so awfully lonely there in that room all on his own and so needy. He was at first embarrassed at being in such a state, but lust soon took care of those thoughts, as he saw his lover enter the room to free him from his helpless state.

Kakashi’s tongue followed the path his hand had taken and he licked a shivery line down Iruka’s bare chest, circling his navel before dipping in. Iruka whimpered as his nerves were stimulated, sending tingling shocks of pleasure down between his legs.

Kakashi stepped back from the bed and stripped unceremoniously, shedding his clothes like a tree dropping its leaves in autumn. They slid onto the floor, vest, hitai-ate, mask, shirt, shoes, weapons, pants, and finally his boxer shorts. He stalked back over to the bed. Crawling over with a growl, Kakashi moved over the chuunin’s thighs and lowered himself down. Their erections brushed together and they both let out deep moans. Kakashi’s hands fondled and caressed their way up Iruka’s body until his palms rested above the hardened peaks of brown nipples, rubbing in circles over them before taking them lightly between his fingers and squeezing, teasing the sensitive buds.

‘Iruka makes such beautiful sounds during sex,’ thought Kakashi, as he twisted the nipples before lowering his head so that he could mouth one and then the other. Iruka was starting to pant, his hands curling in to fists where they were secured above his head as Kakashi took one nipple into his mouth and sucked on it. He whimpered and tossed his head from side to side as the other nipple was pulled into the hot wetness of Kakashi’s mouth. As teeth scraped gently across the now throbbing peak, Iruka’s legs wrapped around the tops of Kakashi’s thighs and he pulled their hips together as he thrust upwards. The nipple popped out of Kakashi’s mouth as the silver haired jounin moaned, feeling a slick bead of precum form at the tip of his arousal.

“Stop teasing,” Iruka panted, “I want you.” He said again. Kakashi, having been told multiple times now, wasted no time in procuring a tube of lubricant he had conveniently set on the bed when he had joined Iruka in it. He slicked one hand with the slippery fluid and went straight for Iruka’s hidden opening. Iruka spread his legs apart after Kakashi moved off of his thighs, exposing himself wantonly. Kakashi slowly, carefully inserted his index finger into the tight hole, watching Iruka’s face for signs of discomfort. Iruka was so aroused that every touch, every sensation was pleasure to his mind. He moaned and began pushing back onto the finger immediately. Kakashi’s middle finger joined the first and Iruka let out a breathy sigh and moaned again, louder this time.

‘Gods, he’s driving me crazy’, thought the jounin as he forced himself not to just take the man right then. With incredible self-control, he just as carefully stretched Iruka with two fingers until the chuunin was once again practically humping the digits. Kakashi added a third finger and continued to stretch the tan sensei, his heart pounding in his ears and blood rushing to his painfully erect cock. When he was satisfied with the job he had done, Kakashi removed his fingers and slicked his hardened length, then lined himself up with Iruka’s opening. Iruka had spread his legs wider and was trembling with desire as Kakashi slowly pressed forward, the flared head of his slick cock sliding in. Iruka moaned recklessly, a wave of pleasure washing over him as Kakashi’s thickness filled and stretched him. Kakashi was biting back his own moans, savoring the noises Iruka made as he was encased in the tight warmth of the passage. He started to thrust into the eager body beneath him, which garnered loud moans of pleasure and encouragement to go faster and harder. Kakashi began to work the younger sensei’s body, snapping his hips forward to thrust powerfully into the constricting sheath, angling them so that they would rub against Iruka’s pleasure spot. As he hit it, Iruka cried out with abandon, wrapping his legs around the jounin’s waist to pull him down harder. It wasn’t enough for Iruka though, Kakashi wasn’t doing him hard enough; he needed more, dammit!

Iruka hooked one leg around Kakashi’s knee and flipped them, his arms twisted above his head due to the bindings. He started to move up and down above the pale jounin, gasping in pleasure as he let his head fall back. ‘Oh Kami-sama Iruka is riding me,’ Kakashi’s mind supplied before clouding with lust as he watched the sex god that was Umino Iruka fucking himself on his shaft. Iruka was rocking forward and back, raising his hips so that Kakashi slid in and out of him, lost in ecstasy as he closed his eyes and let sounds of pleasure fall from his rosy lips.

Kakashi was gasping and shaking now, the sight of Iruka above him and the feel of his cock encased in the tightness was driving him quickly towards orgasm. His Sharingan began to spin wildly, memorizing the erotic picture in vivid detail, burning it into Kakashi’s mind. Iruka was getting close to the edge too, his prostate was being stimulated maddeningly as he raised up and down on Kakashi’s length and his own shaft rubbed across the jounin’s chiseled abs. When a pale hand closed around him and began to pump in time with his downward movements, Iruka began to lose it. He rode Kakashi wildly, driving the silver haired nin’s cock deep into his clenching passage and crying out needily. This sent Kakashi flying over the edge, and he spurt cum into Iruka, groaning loudly as he came.

It just so happened that Kakashi’s penis was right beneath Iruka’s prostate as he began to ejaculate, and the fluid blasted against the sensitive skin inside Iruka, triggering his own release. Iruka’s contracting muscles milked Kakashi, who began to whimper at the squeezing on his hypersensitive length. After his clenching balls had emptied, Iruka collapsed across Kakashi’s chest, sliding off as he fell against the sweat-slick skin, which had been further wetted by Iruka’s cum. They both lay in a tangled mess of limbs, gasping for breath in the aftermath of the hands down best sex either of them had ever had up until that point.

NEXT CHAPTER: More fun with dick and...wait, that's not right!...More fun with Kakashi and Iruka, frotting and toys on the horizon!