Unless You're Dead, Get Out

A/N: Hi!!! Remember me? Allow me a moment of excuses as to why this is so late getting a second chapter...OK I got nothing. The fact of the matter is I've never written sex before, EVER! I've tried oodles of times but just end up going...wow that's hard, nevermind. But since I posted the story already I can't just be like eff AFF readers, right? I love you guys! So...this is my first lemon. If you are fully prepared to read my interpretation of Kaka/Sasu bangin', then by all means go right ahead. =] Also, this chapter would never have been made possible without the online dictionary and thesaurus, cuz, let's be honest now, nobody can think of just the right word every time.

Oh...wait. I gotta answer reviews. They meant so much to me, I felt like an orphan getting birthday presents for the first time. (Or something like that.)


To: KakaSasu_4ever = Yes! Bathing is hot!!! You were my first reviewer ever, and for that you have my undying love. Your stories are great, keep them up!! P.S. You should get your name printed on t-shirts and mass sell them to the yaoi community, haha!


To: Jade Rose = Thanks for the more-than-one-word BONUS! I'm glad you like it so far, hope you continue to read.


To: T.T. = Your review was very helpful! I like to know what people think, not about just the story itself, but also how I write it and how smoothly it's able to flow. Language is my all-time favorite subject and I've always loved writing, so I like to hear how I can improve. If you read this chapter and spot anything blegh, let me know.


To: Lindy Star = Yes, Sasuke is pushy, haha. The only way I can ever see him is as an uke but...a pushy bossy one. He is rather desperate sounding, but all will be explained in the end, promise!


To: MAKandCHEESE = ♥ Lots of hearts for you! Sorry if I reviewed too much, your story sucked me in, haha. I hope you come back and read the rest and make me more fans, do pimp me out please. =]


To: KatFO = Thank youuuu! I love how people like Sasuke, I like him being able to take what he wants when he wants it, that's what life without parents for so many years will do to you, ha.

To: Dragon = This is what happens next, READ IT!


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To: December = Thank you for making me giggle for calling me a tease! Ha, that's the last thing I want people to think. Because of your insistent urging, another chapter has appeared, be sure to readdddd!


Once again, thanks to all you guys who reviewed. You make writing stuff 100X more rewarding just by sharing your thoughts. Ok I'm done taking up a million years of space, on to fanfiction-y smutness!



Frozen in place by a mixture of alarm and hesitation, Kakashi attempted to get his thoughts together. He was in waist-deep water. There was a very slight breeze that ignited goose bumps along his biceps wherever remnants of water remained. Oh yes, and there was an equally wet thirteen-year-old Uchiha attached to his mouth.

Sasuke’s eyes were closed against dark, black lashes, a serene and vulnerable expression adorning his face, as if it were the most peaceful moment he’d had in years. And, judging from his life as of late, it probably was. A scent like no other wafted into the jounin’s nostrils at their close proximity and his lungs began to up the air intake of their own accord, filling deep breaths with the smell of an avenger, a genius, an Uchiha, a—Sasuke. All the while, drooping onyx bangs sent water droplets down his student’s pale cheeks and nose, gathering to where their faces met, and joined those from Kakashi’s silvery-gray hair, only to separate as they trailed down either of their chins.

It was ironic really. The one time his mask is completely off, Sasuke doesn’t look. Yet here he was staring at the other like he’d never seen him before. But…in a way, Sasuke had taken his mask off too. Upon realizing this, Kakashi felt something in his chest soften to the point where it was almost painful. He was suddenly all too aware of the onslaught of emotions pouring from the lips desperately grasping, like hands, to his own. It was then he had decided.

If he weren’t already kissing Sasuke, he would definitely have kissed him right now.

Before the ability to react to this statement came to him, however, the welcomed warmth, smell, touch, and overall visual were all retracted from him completely. Sasuke’s dark eyes were now opened, yet narrowed, and the commonplace frown had found its home back on his face. In this fleeting moment, Kakashi became aware of two things: Sasuke was taking his lack of response, due to surprise, as rejection, and…there was a distinct chakra signature very close by.

Had he been under normal circumstances the latter would seem much more significant and alarming, but seeing as how it was flickering weakly, its level of threat seemed quite low. Not to mention the fact his hormones had kicked into overdrive within the past few moments.

Just as Sasuke was opening his mouth, to announce his feeling of insult, no doubt, Kakashi’s arms snaked possessively around the teenager’s waist and forcefully yanked him forward. Rough lips descended of their own accord onto ones several inches below, meshing together with a muffled groan, both uncaring of who uttered it. Tongues added themselves to the mix upon cue, both attempting to bypass each other’s slippery muscle and score a goal in the attached mouth they were guarding. Neither being willing to give up, they were instead forced to take turns molding against the rough texture of taste buds and rigid rib-like feel of the roof of a mouth.

An upward thrust of hips reacquainted previously lost contact between their bodies, bringing Sasuke’s lonely underwater cock back in contact with his sensei’s firm thigh, resulting in an open-mouthed gasp from one and a dash of victory for the other’s oral assault.

The kiss was passionate and hot. Both clung to each other like the current would suddenly come in to split them apart, desperate hands gripping random parts of each other’s bodies, too scared to let go for even an instant and ruin this moment…this moment that was almost too surreal for words. Ripples sprung up and out around them once grinding was added to the mix. Sasuke rocking fervently up against the jounin’s leg, and Kakashi matching his pace thrust for thrust against the Uchiha’s firm torso, the added water making the experience all the more effortless.

Gasps in between their heated make out told Kakashi the thirteen year old wasn’t much experienced in the art of breathing while taking part in such an activity, and he was quite certain Sasuke’s lungs had to be burning by now. Not much later, small hands retracted from pale shoulders to replace themselves against a large expanse of chest with a push, confirming the man’s thoughts as the shorter of them drew away, panting and engulfing deep breaths of air.

The chakra flicker was back, just faintly, but again Kakashi paid no heed, instead diving down for the expanse of pale Uchiha neck revealed when Sasuke turned his head up to better catch his breath. Immediately, he sunk his teeth in just enough before following with a hard suction from his lips, taking out frustration of being denied a mouth on the sensitive spot just between neck and shoulder.

With such abuse to an erogenous zone, Sasuke was left with nothing to do but positively howl in confused pleasure, tangling fingers painfully into the mop of wet silver hair and nearly uprooting it from the scalp. Goose bumps broke out all along his skin in a fierce manner, his body’s way of attempting to cool down the sudden inferno erupting from the south. He was trembling from the violent onslaught of pleasure assaulting his nerves, spurred on further by Kakashi’s insistent pushing against his close-to-bursting groin. Sasuke struggled to find his voice.

“K-Kakashi…ahhh…I need it now. B-Before I explode, please!”

Years of exposure to porn had him not even batting an eye at the utterly debauched tone coming from this normally cynical mouth. Hearing Sasuke Uchiha say the word “please” in that manner, however, had Kakashi’s very core skyrocket with pure lust-related heat. Never in all his years had he encountered such an individual who could get this primal and animalistic need out of him. With a none-too-gentle shove, he urged the young student toward the shore, still decorated with their discarded clothes and towels. “Go!” It was growled out. There was no disguising this raw compulsion to fuck his student, and fuck him now.

Almost falling face-first into the river from the man’s brutal instructions, Sasuke set off for shore at a wobbly pace, water heavily impeding his ability to run. Snapping out of the thick fog his brain seemed to be in, he quickly switched to a paddle and swam his way to shore like his life depended on it, Kakashi right on his heels. He was first to arrive at the sandy bank, confidence faltering slightly at his completely evident nakedness, even the dark water’s slight shielding now gone. Standing awkwardly with his back to the jounin, whom he heard approaching with bold footsteps from behind, he fought hard to constrain the pang of nervousness and sudden wish that they had never come ashore.

The ever-knowing jounin didn’t fail to notice this change in demeanor, and also fought hard to keep himself in check. The last thing he wanted to do was to scare Sasuke off and break one of the few trusting relationships he had, but at the same time his cock was putting up one hell of a fight due to the unobstructed view of the Uchiha’s exposed backside.

Flashes of chakra were pulsing so hard at this moment even an inattentive Naruto would have picked them up. As his head was clearing, Kakashi began to realize this really was not a good idea for either of them. It was becoming apparent they were being watched and, even if this shinobi wasn’t dangerous, they could easily report him for taking advantage of a minor. Making up his mind in a matter of seconds, he made to announce what he thought would be their best course of action.

“Well…”

And as if that word had some sort of magical meaning, his dark-haired student turned his head slowly with the sexual flair of someone who had been doing this for years, hooking Kakashi with a fiery gaze, mouth forming into a rather familiar smirk.

“So…how do you want me?”

The words poured out in a seductive bass, a sound no kid barely over a decade old should be using to ensnare their twenty-something old sensei, and yet they struck Kakashi like a shot of adrenaline. Chakra apprehension out the window, he stumbled hurriedly toward Sasuke, each step increasing his heart rate tenfold and making him feel like the teenager here. Outwardly, he kept his cool, matching Sasuke’s smug look with one of his own. Within touching distance, Kakashi reached out to grasp a tiny shoulder, then turned the shorter one around, being sure not to put too much force into the motion. Sasuke’s expression of pure sex, still remaining on his face, spurred him on.

“I want you,” he pointed to Sasuke, “to lay over there on my towel.” Redirecting his hand, he instead motioned toward the neatly folded white material about five feet away. “I want you laying on your back,” as he said this, he traced the index finger of his other hand in a feather-light touch down the other’s spine, resulting in a fluttering of eyelashes before black eyes were opened once more, looking even more lascivious. Kakashi continued. “These,” calloused hands traversed down ribs and hips to brush slightly muscled legs, “will be spread open.” An intake of breath was heard. “And this,” Sasuke moaned aloud as his sensei finally, finally put his hand over his weeping manhood, unable to suppress the twitch that rattled through it, “this I want a perfect view of, standing up and ready.” He let go, but not without a generous barrage of strokes, which left his pupil a quivering pale mass of sensation. Unable to resist, he added, “I trust you know what else I want a perfect view of.” To leave no mistake as to what he was talking about, Kakashi caressed a hand down to Sasuke’s perfect little ass, allowing just the tip of his middle finger to breach the top of his crack, and reveling in the full-body jerk he received from his victim.

A delicate flushing of pink crossed the area of Sasuke’s nose and cheeks at his pervert sensei’s unmistakable bluntness. Aside from that, the smirk and overtly horny look never left his face, and he nodded dreamily in understanding at his commands.

Kakashi, who was nearly as taken aback as Sasuke at hearing himself order such twisted things, headed off to locate his pack under a nearby tree before his expression wavered. Rummaging for a moment to find some sort of salve that would work for a makeshift lubricant, he turned to make his journey back, nearly comically dropping everything at the sight before him.

Sasuke most obviously heard every word he said, and took them quite literally. The youngest surviving Uchiha had indeed sprawled himself out on his back using only Kakashi’s towel. He’d drawn his legs up to bent knees, spread quite wide, allowing a large space between his grounded feet. Between them, as Kakashi explicitly instructed was a precariously balanced, and cleanly shaven to his sensei’s astonishment, teenaged cock, darkened with blood and shiny with drying water and precum. Upon seeing the older man openly staring, Sasuke was quick to fulfill his last requirement, reaching down with both hands to grasp either of his ass cheeks and slowly pull apart.

Kakashi was a pervert indeed, and did nothing to stop both his regular gray and sharingan red eyes from sweeping down past Sasuke’s nicely rounded sac and zero in on the most fuckable pink virgin hole he, and mostly likely the rest of the world, would ever have the luxury to gaze upon. All blood not already relocated, rushed south where it was needed, and he was positive his cock had just risen another ten degrees from the visual. Body reacting on his own, he reached Sasuke’s side, all hesitation, reluctance, and common sense having no chance of return.

“Do you realize just how fucking hot you look right now?”

Kakashi’s lust-driven face craned over to look at Sasuke’s reclined one lying against the towel-covered ground. They just stayed like that, the only sound between them was Sasuke’s fevered panting, staring at each other. Then, without warning, the Uchiha’s black depthless irises spun into crimson orbs of anger.

“Can you just fucking touch me already?! What the hell is the matter with you?!”

That being completely unexpected, the jounin didn’t know how to react to such anger-driven hunger, and was completely at the mercy of arms dragging his body down to lie parallel and flush against a sweltering body. Lips were smashed together all over again, their passionate kisses igniting the internal fires evermore. When Kakashi made to trail his path south, he reached as far as right above a dusky nipple before his face was brutally shoved away by a huffing Sasuke. He made to go lower, almost making contact with a flat abdomen before an iron grip on his scalp forced him away once more.

“Noooo! Please, Kakashi,” the sharingan began to fade and his voice was becoming less seductive and more raspy with want. The hand not holding a large amount of his sensei’s hair reached for the discarded bottle Kakashi had dropped when being yanked down.

The jounin disentangled his damaged locks of hair from Sasuke’s fingers, and moved back into a sitting position between still-spread legs. From this angle, his cock seemed almost to be reaching forward for its prize, but his level of excitement had it pointing so far up it was wedging itself between the Uchiha’s balls and base of his cock. Kakashi observed a bead of precum sliding down Sasuke’s shaft to collect at the end, where it mixed with his own leaking from the head. They really were both too far gone to prolong things with foreplay, it seemed. As much as he would have loved to tease more moans and begs out of a member of the clan that held themselves above such things, he was ready to get to the good part as well. Reaching for the salve, he quickly coated a couple of fingers generously, moving as close as he could to the eager body before him.

“Spread ‘em.”

It was obeyed without hesitation, just like the first time. Again the delicious pink hole was revealed, the outer ring’s muscles clenched tightly in anticipation. Carefully, Kakashi touched it lightly with his index finger, just on the outer edge, earning a whine from Sasuke, and a wink-like twitch from the hole. The finger kept the contact briefly before touching again and pressing more insistently, doing its job of smearing the salve around the hole, making it glisten. Finally, it touched the center, entering it slightly, due to an eager thrust forward from Sasuke, before Kakashi withdrew it again, muttering for him to be patient. Prodding a couple of times, the man pushed the tip in slowly, driving the teenager crazy with want from the sudden feeling of opening up and being filled. Out of nowhere, the digit was forced in unexpectedly from the jounin, who was losing his own battle to impatience. If the other’s hissed ‘yes’ was anything to go by, no serious harm had been done.

By the time he had worked in his middle finger as well, Sasuke was pressed on progressing things more rapidly, and was doing anything he could to aid in the stretching process. He used all his willpower to relax the rings of muscles as best he could and continued to thrust against Kakashi despite constant hisses for him to wait. Finally, due to a sudden stroke of thought, he reached down to grip his ass once again, making sure his fingers ran as close to his hole as possible, then used his strength to pull them back, successfully stretching the pink rings engulfing the other’s fingers in either direction. This time it was the silver-haired man who was left groaning sounds of pleasure from the sight, thus Sasuke wasn’t reprimanded for this action.

Kakashi’s fingers were thrusting and spreading, then thrusting some more. Occasionally, whenever Sasuke took a break from moaning to catch his breath, Kakashi would cleverly ram his fingers especially deep and crook them in just the right spot to send the other yelling in rapture. It was only when Sasuke had somehow forced his finger in alongside the other two that his sensei deemed him thoroughly prepared…and just as perverted as he was.

He easily assumed the position, edging himself closer to the wholly arousing human being lying wantonly before him. Sloppily adding extra salve to his member in a hasty fashion, he pointed it at the slippery target before him, rubbing against it playfully, and hearing demanding growls from the person below.

“Just do it alrea—ahh!”

Waiting for that cue to shove it in completely, Kakashi would have smirked at the gorgeous sounds emitted from the shrieking mouth had he not been so overcome with sensation himself. The kid was tight, really tight, and extremely hot. Should his cock fall off due to constriction after this experience, he was sure he’d learn to get over it. There just really was nothing on earth like sex.

Not even able to give a damn about the Uchiha, Kakashi immediately began to pull out, only to thrust swiftly back in, basking in the feeling of compact flesh being forced to accommodate his penis. This pattern of straightforward in and out continued until he felt the passage finally begin to open up, leaving opportunity for some real fucking.

Sasuke was already moaning below him, mouth fully open, ass fully stuffed. When Kakashi moved to throw the Uchiha’s legs over his shoulders, Sasuke helped by nearly bending himself in half, locking his hands under his knees, and allowing his sensei to lean down as far as he wished. The older man obliged him, and pressed his body down to lock mouths as his hips bore down against smaller ones to grind in jerky circles. Moans were swallowed behind each other’s lips, along with random screams from Sasuke.

Wriggling his hands out from under sweaty legs, Sasuke tore his mouth away to wail loudly when the other’s thrusting became more similar to ramming, tearing his fingernails into Kakashi’s back in an effort to hold on and get leverage to move back. The jounin grunted loudly at the unexpected pain, but made no effort to remove the source of it, instead concentrating on using the entire strength of his body to piston his hips forward faster and faster. He felt his recently dried forehead begin to perspire, but still he continued to drive himself and his nearly screaming partner to that oblivion only a rough fuck can achieve.

There it was again; chakra throbbing as insistently as his cock slamming deeper, more forcefully into his thirteen-year-old pupil. It was very close now, almost deafening in its manner of taking over his senses. No, fuck it, he was almost going to come, and that was the only thing he’d allow his mind to focus on right now.

In a surge of rage, desperation, frustration? He did not know, but Sasuke’s legs were thrown from his shoulders and tossed back to either side of the moaning boy’s head. One rough-palmed hand fell over that wide mouth, successfully muffling the loud noises, earning a surprisingly turned on look from the other at being silenced so violently, followed by his eyes rolling up in pleasure. Snaking a hand down, Sasuke began to work his own cock to match the fast pace the man above him had set. They were both close, and it was time to end this.

Allowing his eyes to fall without shame on this unconcealed view of his hard cock stretching and spreading the virgin pink hole of Sasuke Uchiha, he found the sight alone was enough to put him on edge. He couldn’t even speak the words to say he was going to come, and come hard; his pants were the only sound he could make, mouth having dropped open of its own accord and refusing to close. Still, he couldn’t draw his eyes away, watching himself thrust raggedly in, out, in, out, picking up speed and losing any sort of grace. Gaze halved due to drooping eyelids, he fought his hardest to override the pull and watch till the very end. Faster and faster, and now there were teeth gnawing into his fingers because Sasuke was right there with him. So close, so unbearably close, pulsing chakra, and he was coming, practically sobbing from the intensity from his twitching cock, moans forcing themselves from his own mouth now.

It was at this time there was a poof along with an abrupt drop in temperature, due to the loss of a warm body, and Kakashi was left touching nothing but air. Eyes opening in alarm, he was just in time to watch his cock shoot spurts of pearly come onto his vacant white towel below.

A/N: OH NO SHE DID NOT LEAVE A CLIFFHANGER! Seriously, I had to cut it here, I can't write anymore cuz I'll die from lack of sleep and food. So, first sex scene EVER!! Does it rock? Does it suck? Should I go hide? Um, let me know about any typos and...REVIEW! Like I said, reviews make a million times difference and really motivate me to please the public by finishing the story. I'm pretty positive the 3rd will be the last chapter, where everything will be explained!!! Man, I just do NOT have the ability to write a oneshot. Maybe it's something you're born with...haha ignore me, GO REVIEW! Oh, and Happy Spanksgiving!!