Broken Kunai

DarkAngelJudas: No hate for Sakura? You surprise me, my angel. You are almost always the first reviewer. God, I love you. ^_^
ReaperninHiro: Oh, thank you. And thank you again for letting me know about the error. ^_^
Prescripto13: Yeah, I’m not even sure where it came from. There’s a sex scene which was the main reason I had to write this one. It’s not in this chapter though.
00-night-eyes-00: You shall have more. Now with lemon!
Disembodiedvoiceofthedying: Why do I do these things to Kakashi? I love him so.
krito1389: Thank you! This one’s been brewing for a little while now.
babylove969: I am aware what the whole saying is, Kakashi’s using the short hand assuming Sasuke knows the whole thing too. It’s a short hand I’ve always used and heard; I actually had to look up “pot and the kettle” to find out the entire quote years ago. I assume everyone knows it.
Kira the cat: Thank you. I love exploring the more sensitive and damaged sides of characters.
Devilsxgirl: As ordered.
Silverfox588: Here you go!
Blonderamen: Thank you so much! I do enjoy angsty Kakashi as well; he’s just so much fun.

I was writing this before we found out who Tobi was and many of you know I bemoan not knowing sooner for at least one story, but I had the opportunity to add Kakashi’s anguish in this one, but it didn’t fit, so I returned it to its original form. I do have a story that is all about Kakashi guilt and turning to Sasuke—who becomes a well known Dom in the Konoha underground after he returns—to alleviate his guilt through BDSM. I’m just waiting to see just how Rin died. I’ve already started writing the scenes and whatnot, but I can’t finish the beginning or the deeper scenes until I know the whole story behind Rin’s death. So anyway . . . I’m really looking forward to that story and it’s one of the series of stories I have been and will write that make use of my own mythical “Ibiki’s Dungeon.” You may recognize this reference from Black Swan. The Dungeon isn’t in this story though. This is all Kakashi/Sasuke.

Of all the seductions scenes I’ve written, this one is my favorite! And sake was not involved!

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But he was tempted to.

Kakashi was fitted with a peg leg and discharged. He returned to his lonely house built for him by Yamato after they returned home from the war almost a year ago. Tsunade gave him drugs for pain and for phantom pain, but not for depression. In his condition, she was more worried about him becoming addicted to the depression pills than the pain pills. Sake it was then.

Kakashi found his single bottle of sake and sighed. That wasn’t enough to make him drunk and it wouldn’t last him for more than hour. He didn’t want to go out in public, so the liquor store and the bars were out of the question. His old wakizashi was looking good about now. Life really didn’t seem worth living.

He was wearing his uniform, the blood having been cleaned from it courtesyof Sakura. He went to his bedroom and changed out of it and put on his dark green pajamas. He folded up his uniform. He’d taken off his mask as well; there was no one to see his face here.

He had nothing else to do so he cleaned out his drawers and hangers of his uniforms and folded them all into the bottom corner of his closet. He had few civilian clothes and those were mostly for missions where he had to pretend he wasn’t a shinobi. He put a hand on the closet door frame and leaned his head on it. This was depressing, putting away the things that had defined him for so long. His weapons he left in their place for now. He sighed and pushed himself away from the closet.

Now it was time he went through the time honored tradition of throwing out everything that spoiled while he was on a mission and in the hospital. He was left with rice, miso paste, and dry cereal. He munched on dry cereal the rest of his first day home.

Kakashi didn’t reach out to Sasuke at all, but the young man showed up at his house with ANBU in tow the next day. And he kept coming over. They didn’t talk most of the time, just drank tea and read separately, but in the same room, ANBU taking up station around the outside of the house. Sasuke, even under house arrest, was able to procure the best teas and shared them with Kakashi. Kakashi remembered seeing Itachi visiting tea houses a lot when they both were in ANBU. Sasuke had his brother’s taste in tea apparently.

Sasuke also brought tea snacks. Those with the rice and feeble, plain miso soup was all that was sustaining Kakashi. Since he never looked in a mirror or really took note of his body when he showered, he didn’t notice how quickly his high shinobi metabolism was consuming his body.

Even though they didn’t talk or even get too close to each other, Kakashi missed Sasuke when he wasn’t there. Part of him still hated him but he also still loved him. Kakashi couldn’t help looking at him as Sasuke meditated on his floor. If Sasuke knew he was looking, he gave no sign.

He was utterly alone at night. He couldn’t even bring himself to summon his ninken. Soon they would get worried enough to summon themselves here to make sure he was still alive.

Unwilling to just drain his single bottle of sake, Kakashi just stared at it as if it was the sake’s fault there wasn’t more. Where the hell was his sword? It would probably be Sasuke who’d find him like he found his father so many years ago. He wondered what the Uchiha would think of that.

Then again, Sasuke had already seen someone killed by a sword on the floor and been the one to find them. His parents. He knew what it was like to find someone that close to him dead in a pool of blood, to find his father in a pool of blood. What would it do to him? It mattered how Sasuke felt for him. Might Sasuke see him as a father figure, dead again.

Kakashi sighed and got up to open the damn bottle. Maybe he could ask Sasuke to steal him some more.

Sasuke brought his weapons to tend the next afternoon. Without asking, Sasuke took out Kakashi’s and tended them as well.

“I’m not going to use them,” Kakashi said as he ate the small sandwiches Sasuke brought with the tea today. He didn’t raise his eyes from his book.

“If the village is attacked, you can fight. Why let good weapons rust?”

Kakashi went back to trying to ignore him.

“You know, you can still fight,” Sasuke interrupted his reading again. “I was thinking we could spar. With your ninjutsu, you still pose a challenge to me.”

“Don’t try to cheer me up, Uchiha,” Kakashi said without looking at him.

“Don’t think I don’t know how good self-pity feels.” That made Kakashi look at him. “I’m not trying to cheer you up. Do I seem like the type? You mentioned the pot and kettle. I’m not saying it for your benefit; I’m trying to politely ask that you spar with me. Sensei.” The last word was a sneer.

So, they started sparring. Though Kakashi was content to wallow in self-pity, he suddenly felt the need to prove to Sasuke—no one else—that he could still fight; Sasuke’s respect suddenly seemed worth it; that sneer wounded his pride.

Sasuke worked on countering, blocking, and evading Kakashi’s jutsu while Kakashi almost got a sadistic pleasure out of sending his most brutal jutsu at the young Uchiha. His mask hid the smile of delight when he actually hit the younger man. That last water jutsu left Sasuke looking like a wet cat. Kakashi didn’t even offer a towel so Sasuke half stripped and hung his clothes up and used a very low level fire jutsu to dry them and himself.

Kakashi couldn’t help staring at the nearly flawless white skin. Itachi, Haku, Killer Bee, Orochimaru, Danzo, and Naruto had all left scars on his body, but most weren’t visible. With his back turned, in nothing but boxers, Kakashi was consumed with the desire to touch him. Right now his skin was probably as cold as his personality and his skin would feel hard over those well trained, but lean muscles. Cold, emotionless bastard.

Sasuke was redressing now and that duckbutt had risen again.

His other students had visited him as well, but never when Sasuke was with him. Until today. He’d tried to hide his depression from them, especially since he wanted to alleviate Sakura’s guilt. Kakashi didn’t really blame her; it may have been a split second decision, but he’d still made the conscious decision to sacrifice himself if needs be to protect Sakura. It was his choice, his fault.

Sasuke—now fully redressed in his damp clothes—had just brought Kakashi a cool drink while he sat down in his backyard after their sparring match when Naruto and Sakura arrived. Sasuke had been preoccupied with Kakashi’s snide remarks about his attentiveness that he didn’t realize the pair were approaching until they were only a few yards away. When he turned, the glare he sent them stopped the pair in their tracks. Sasuke took a step back from Kakashi to distance himself from Naruto and Sakura as well.

“I’ll take my leave then,” Sasuke said coldly. He grabbed his sheathed sword and twirled it before sticking it the back of his belt. He sent one more glare toward the new arrivals. Two ANBU appeared to flank Sasuke as he left the property and there were at least two more that remained invisible.

“What’s with him?” Naruto asked. “He’s never that hostile when I visit him.”

“You’re right,” Kakashi said. “He’s not been that cold for a while. That aura must put his ANBU guard on edge as much as it does me.”

“He was visiting you?” Sakura asked. “I didn’t think he cared about any of us. I didn’t even know he was allowed out of his house.”

“He can apparently go places if his guard approves it,” Kakashi said. “I think he’s bored and lonely. He wanted to test himself against my jutsu since he had nothing else to do so I indulged him. Not like I have anything else to do either.”

“I haven’t seen him recently,” Naruto said. “Maybe he’s angry that I didn’t tell him about you or been to see him. I should have told him.”

“Seems ANBU brought him the news of my injury.”

“Maybe he resents that I haven’t visited him once since he came home,” Sakura said.

“I recommend not visiting him,” Kakashi said. “At least not alone. I don’t entirely trust him. He seems to have mood swings now too; he was fine a minute ago. Maybe he was pissed that he didn’t sense you sooner. Like startling a predator.” Kakashi rallied all the false cheer he could muster. “To what do I owe the pleasure of your visit?”

“We wanted to check on you,” Naruto said. “See if you needed anything, help with anything.”

“We also just wanted to see you,” Sakura said. “Several people have asked us how you were since they haven’t seen you.”

“I’m adjusting.”

“I’m so sorry, sensei,” Sakura said, lowering her head.

“It’s not your fault, Sakura. I don’t regret it.”

“But I feel so guilty. If I had been more careful, more observant . . .”

“Don’t. I didn’t have long left on the active roster anyway. I get to start retirement early. Few shinobi have that privilege. If you want to do my shopping for me, I’ll give you some money and a list. You can bring me some groceries tomorrow and bring me some salt-broiled saury and good miso soup with eggplant for lunch or dinner. Treat me to my favorite meal and feel absolved, okay, Sakura?”

“Okay,” Sakura agreed with a smile she thought matched Kakashi’s under his mask.

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Kakashi was growing to loathe silence. True that when Sasuke was here it was pretty silent, but being alone made the silence more profound. Silence had been a friend for so many years; on missions it often made the difference between life and death. Now he hated it. He was just so alone now.

That never bothered him before; he’d avoid company and rebuffed potential friends, using his beloved Ich Ich books as a wall between him and the world. Now he regretted that. He even regretted his behavior a week ago when Yamato and Gai separately came to see him. He told both of them he was trying to enjoy his retirement. Yamato seemed to understand his meaning better than Gai, but they both understood one thing quite clearly: leave me the fuck alone.

The next day, Naruto and Sakura were in Kakashi’s house having lunch, having brought Kakashi supplies and his favorite meal. Sasuke sensed them, but he still came to the door. Sakura answered it and was met with a death glare so intense she was shocked she survived it; it remaindered her of Orochimaru during the chunin exams. She shuffled back from the door and from Sasuke. Sasuke kept his murderous eyes on her until she was clear from his path. He looked at Kakashi with less hostility.

“Since when did you become a little social butterfly?” Sasuke asked; the hostility wasn’t just in his eyes, but in his voice as well. He entered without permission. Something about his posture made Kakashi envision a porcupine stalking upright across his floor. He was brisling. Was he really angry that they couldn’t have their normally silent visit today?

“I brought you some supplies,” Sasuke said and it was the first time any of them noticed he had a bag in his hand.

“Your former teammates already brought me supplies.”

“You have more then.” Sasuke continued on to the kitchen and put his own offerings away.

Naruto and Sakura looked at each other, bewildered and a little frightened of Sasuke’s menacing aura. Kakashi sensed ANBU very close, maybe even in the house; they would prevent Sasuke from lashing out. Or try.

“Um, Sasuke,” Naruto said when Sasuke came back from the kitchen, “would you like to join us?”

“No.” The word was almost before Naruto finished asking. He looked at Kakashi. “I brought you that premium tea you seemed to like. Don’t share it with them; it’s expensive.”

Throwing one last glare at Sakura, Sasuke left.

“Would the two of you like some ‘premium tea?’” Kakashi asked.

“I think he’d kill us if he found out,” Naruto said.

“Why’d he bring you expensive tea?” Sakura asked.

“We drink tea together. Not much else. We just started sparring; it’s mostly tea drinking and silence. He’s the most unsociable mother fucker.” Even Kakashi couldn’t say why he was suddenly so bitter toward the raven haired swordsman; he never swore like that in front of his former students and certainly never used such terms to refer to any of them. Maybe it was the fact Sasuke was giving him orders or being rude to his guests.

A kunai flew in through the open window and landed right in front of Kakashi with a note tied to the finger hole. Kakashi opened the note. Pot

“I reaffirm the ‘mother fucker’ part,” he muttered, the called out the window, “You put a hole in my table!”

Both Naruto and Sakura had to smile. Sasuke loathed them, but he and Kakashi seemed to be getting along in an odd way, and they were glad.

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Sasuke arrived with another bag of supplies the next day and went straight into the kitchen.

“I’m making dinner.” It wasn’t an offer, it was a pronouncement.

First: tea drinking and reading. Kakashi was rereading his Ich Ich Tactics while Sasuke examined jutsu scrolls like there were a new popular thriller: curled up, engrossed, and sipping tea.

When Sasuke got up to start dinner, Kakashi contented himself with watching him. Maybe if he made the Uchiha uncomfortable enough, he’d either get a rise from him or discourage his little visits. Sasuke didn’t seem to care.

Kakashi resigned himself to eating gruel, but was surprised Sasuke was a good cook. He didn’t tell Sasuke that or even thank him for the meal, but it was delicious.

“What’s with this sudden desire to feed me?” Kakashi asked.

“You’re become far too thin,” Sasuke said bluntly. “You tired far too quickly the other day as well. Another few days and your mask will just slip off. Anyway, it’s not much more work to cook for two than just one.”

Kakashi didn’t like Sasuke’s observations. He wasn’t purposely starving himself, but he really didn’t care anymore. He wondered if Naruto and Sakura had noticed he was getting thin too, maybe that’s why they were concerned about him.

Sasuke went about washing the dishes and cleaning the kitchen. Then he didn’t leave. He went back to reading his scrolls. Kakashi went back to reading as well, but then thought he should just be rude and go to bed without even asking the kid to leave.

Before he could try it, he felt Sasuke’s eyes on him.

“What?”

“You stare at me all the time, I can’t do the same?”

“There’s a mirror.”

There was a little sound and Kakashi looked up to discover a smile on Sasuke’s face. That little sound had been a laugh. Kakashi stared for a moment, not believing it or able to get over how absolutely beautiful Sasuke looked when he smiled.

The amusement in Sasuke’s eyes morphed into lust. Oh, shit. Kakashi’s eye was not hooded for once.

Seeing that Kakashi sensed his intentions, Sasuke stalked toward him. The look in Sasuke’s black eyes paralyzed Kakashi even without the Sharingan. Kakashi’s momentary hesitation gave Sasuke the opportunity to climb onto him, straddling his thighs and snaking his arms around Kakashi’s neck, they were almost nose to nose except that Sasuke’s position left him looking down at the taller man for once.

Kakashi still couldn’t move, his arms still at his sides, his book forgotten on the sofa. Sasuke leaned in, shut his eyes slowly and delicately, gently pressed his soft lips to Kakashi’s covered ones. Kakashi had no idea a kiss through cloth could feel so good. He was looking at Sasuke’s closed eyes, but as Sasuke raked his teeth gently over his mouth, he shut his own eye and allowed himself to feel. But it was over just like that, Sasuke pulled away, only centimeters away. Kakashi opened his eye in surprise at the briefness.

“Kiss me,” Sasuke whispered. “Kiss me, please.” Sasuke slowly let his fingers glide up Kakashi’s neck and up his cheeks. Those gentle touches felt so damn good. Sasuke made no attempt to remove the mask. “I won’t look,” he promised. “I just want you to kiss me, taste me. I won’t look.” Sasuke ran a hand through Kakashi’s hair. “I wouldn’t be able to see in the dark.”

Sasuke leaned in again and Kakashi shut his eye again expecting another kiss, but instead he felt Sasuke’s cheek glide across his own. Sasuke’s lips closed around his earlobe. Sasuke’s measured breaths roared in his ear, awaking his arousal. Sasuke sucked at his ear, his tongue slowly lapping the tip of the lobe as he moved his hips, rubbing his erection against Kakashi’s growing one. Sasuke’s hand came up to trace the ridges of Kakashi’s other ear. Kakashi’s hands seemed to rise on their own to hold the sides of Sasuke’s waist.

“Make love to me,” Sasuke whispered in his ear. “Complete me, fill me. Find your release inside me.”

It ceased to matter who this was or even that it was a man, Kakashi just wanted to fuck the hell out of the body pressing against his, the person saying those things in his ear. Even when Sasuke’s face came back into view, Kakashi saw little else but those smoldering black eyes.

Sasuke understood that look. He stood up and helped Kakashi off the sofa, keeping their eyes at the same level so to keep that look in Kakashi’s eye and all his doubts away. Kakashi was leading, practically pushing Sasuke to his bedroom. Sasuke hit the lights on their way out of the room and didn’t turn them on in the bedroom.

When the back of Sasuke’s legs hit the bed, he stopped and started stripping. Sasuke’s clothes were easily and quickly shed. Kakashi just wanted to fuck something and shucked his shirt and pants almost as quickly. Sasuke sat on the bed and pulled himself back to the pillow to lay there, offering his body to Kakashi.

Kakashi pushed his boxers off and unstrapped his false leg, letting it clatter to the ground. He crawled over Sasuke still wearing his combination mask and shirt and his headband which he still wore as an eye patch. He tossed his headband away and opened his Sharingan eye. He could see that Sasuke kept his Sharingan deactivated so he peeled off his mask. The moon had not yet risen and with his Sharingan deactivated Sasuke couldn’t see anything.

Sasuke reached up to grab Kakashi’s white hair, but he didn’t pull it. “Kiss me, Kakashi. Kiss me, fuck me, use me anyway you want.” He let the weight of his hand settle against Kakashi’s head, hoping to prompt him to lower his head and kiss him.

Kakashi didn’t let himself be moved. He could see Sasuke’s face with his own Sharingan and it showed him lust and invitation. His lips were parted and they seemed redder as arousal forced blood into them. They looked perfect for sucking. Between their bodies, their cocks were hard and just missing each other. But still he hesitated.

“If you love me, make love to me. If you hate me, rape me; take out all your anger on me.”

So he knew. The bastard knew the hatred Kakashi harbored for him. Of course he did; Sasuke had been betrayed before too. Fuck it. If Sasuke wanted to be fucked, why the hell not?

If it wasn’t for the allure of those red lips, Kakashi would not have done something so romantic as kiss him, but after feeling that mouth on his ear and through his mask . . . Kakashi let the weight of Sasuke’s hand force his head down and he kissed him.

Sasuke’s mouth was spicy and tainted with tea. Sasuke desperately kissed back, teasing Kakashi’s tongue deeper. Sasuke moaned, finally getting what he desired.

Well, part of what he desired.

Kakashi was on his knees, one stub, one intact. Shifting his weight to the remains of his left leg, he grabbed the back of Sasuke’s left thigh nearest his knee, pressed it up toward Sasuke’s chest, bending his body so that his puckered entrance was more accessible.

The sneaky, prepared bastard had palmed some lube and had spread it on his hand. He reached down to quickly coat Kakashi’s cock with a few slow strokes. Kakashi was thicker and longer than Sasuke had anticipated. His body tightened in equal parts lust and fear of the pain to come. But he wanted it.

Once he felt Kakashi was lubed enough, Sasuke guided Kakashi’s sizable cock to his waiting entrance. Sasuke stopped kissing and prepared to be penetrated. Kakashi pulled his mouth away. Sasuke clinched his teeth; he wouldn’t cry out in pain, not when he wanted this so desperately.

With his Sharingan, Kakashi could see the fear, but the lust dominated Sasuke’s expression. Sasuke’s darkness blinded eyes were aimed at Kakashi’s forehead. His breathing increased. Kakashi liked the fact Sasuke feared this. They both guided his cock into position against Sasuke’s tight hole. Whether Sasuke was a virgin or not, Kakashi knew this was going to hurt. Rather than gently pressing in, Kakashi snapped his hips forward and forced the head inside. The sound Sasuke made was a long groan of pain rather than a moan of pleasure.

The pain was intense, stinging and burning as his skin and muscle were stretched by the hot, thick rod invading his body. He couldn’t breathe, his lungs seized up.

Kakashi paused a few moments, pulled back a millimeter, then thrust in again, stuffing another three inches into the body below him. He readjusted his body and gave a final thrust, plunging all nine and a half inches inside the younger man.

That last thrust forced a gasp from Sasuke which set his lungs working again. Fuck, it hurt!

As hurt as he’d been by Sasuke’s words and actions in the past, he couldn’t just rape the kid. He could see the pain on his face and it created a small ball of guilt in the back of Kakashi’s mind. He waited for Sasuke to adjust.

The pain throbbed through Sasuke’s body. Each wave of pain seemed a little less intense than the last. His body relaxed as the pain subsided. When Sasuke’s face eased, Kakashi waited a few seconds before he pulled out a little and thrust back in. Fuck, he was so hot and tight! It was far more enjoyable now that Sasuke had loosened up a bit; his body wasn’t trying to strangle Kakashi’s cock anymore.

He just felt so fucking good! Nothing could compare to Sasuke’s muscular ring pulling his cock inside. Sasuke also didn’t seem to want to let him leave. He had no idea how Sasuke did it, but it felt like the boy was trying to suck him in and succeeding. Kakashi fucked him shallowly, not wanting to pull out of that heat.

Sasuke now moaned in pleasure. “Fuck, yeah, Kakashi. Fuck me.” Sasuke had quickly gotten into it. Kakashi assumed he had been fucked before from just how much he was already enjoying it. He hadn’t even struck his sweet spot yet; he’d been brushing past it, teasing it.

With a slight change in angle, Kakashi thrust hard into his body, hitting his prostate and causing Sasuke to cry out. Making the stoic Uchiha cry out was more of a thrill than fucking someone nearly half his age.

“Ahh, fuck,” Sasuke sighed as Kakashi continued his assault.

“Tell me what you want,” Kakashi ordered in a voice thick with lust.

“Fuck me, cum inside me. Fill me. I want you to fuck me until I go insane.”

“Go ahead and cum. Cum for me.”

Sasuke was close, but not that close. Wanting to obey and please his new lover, Sasuke reached for his cock and jacked off furiously. He finally cam with Kakashi’s name on his lips.

Kakashi always liked to draw out his own pleasure whether or not his partner cam once or three times, it never mattered to him as long as they got off once. But even if they were sated, he fucked them as long as he liked. It sounded callous, but it never seemed to bother his lovers.

He pulled out of Sasuke’s orgasm relaxed body and slid two fingers into that hot hole. His body was stretched out and gaping, winking partially closed with every breath. Sasuke’s insides were as slick as any woman, but tighter and hotter. It felt so good even to his fingers. Sasuke’s body was returning to normal, tightening around the intruding fingers. But Sasuke gave absolutely no sign he wanted Kakashi to stop the assault on his body.

Kakashi continued to finger Sasuke as his erection calmed a little so he could keep going. He sought out Sasuke’s prostate and the boy moaned when he touched it. He stroked it and watched Sasuke react through the haze of afterglow. He saw the cum on Sasuke’s stomach and suddenly wanted to taste it. He leaned over, removing his fingers as he did, and lapped up some of the pearly liquid from Sasuke’s taut stomach. Not distasteful.

Sure that he wouldn’t shoot the moment he was back inside Sasuke’s tight tunnel, Kakashi remounted him without any objections. Fuck, he felt good! He could do this all night. Sasuke was still soft from his previous orgasm, but Kakashi didn’t care, as far as he was concerned, he’d fulfilled his duty to his sex partner by making him cum and now it was all about him. Sasuke asked him to use him anyway; Kakashi intended to.

Even if Sasuke was briefly spent and a little sensitive he didn’t resist Kakashi at all. He kept his body open for Kakashi to use in whatever way he wanted. His leg wasn’t being pressed to his ear this time, but he spread his legs as far apart as his limber body could go. His arms were thrown over his head and his face was turned to the side exposing his neck. Kakashi couldn’t resist biting his neck.

“Harder,” Sasuke gasped. Kakashi wasn’t sure if he meant fucking him harder or biting him harder. So he did both. Sasuke’s heaving breaths were so close to his ear was amazingly erotic. Sasuke moaned and grabbed at the back of Kakashi’s neck.

Kakashi raised his head and admired his handiwork with his Sharingan as he continued to fuck the younger man.

He’d only had sex once since the end of the war. Well, several times during a very short period of time. A general of the Allied Shinobi Forces—one of only five—had a lot of women throwing themselves at him once they returned victorious. He’d slept with quite a few of them, but hadn’t had anyone since then. And what a first experience to have in months.

Sasuke’s erection returned. He pulled Kakashi’s head down and kissed him. Kakashi felt he had little choice and so he kissed back. Sasuke grabbed at his shoulders for leverage to thrust up into Kakashi’s descending hips. Sasuke growled in his throat. Even with his knees spread as far as he could, Sasuke dug his heels into the bed and pressed his hips up.

Kakashi slid a hand underneath Sasuke to grab his ass, but even together, Sasuke couldn’t get Kakashi’s cock any deeper than his nine and half inches. Sasuke growled in frustration.

Sasuke hardly tried to shake Kakashi’s lips off as he said, “Please, Kakashi, I want you deep.”

Kakashi pulled away and pulled Sasuke onto his side. Sasuke moved onto his knees himself. Kakashi was back in him even deeper than before.

“Oh, fuck, yeah,” Sasuke growled. He thrust back and Kakashi was better able to let loose on Sasuke’s body in this position.

Sasuke braced himself, pressing his body back to meet Kakashi’s thrusts. This position was much better even if Kakashi couldn’t see Sasuke’s beautiful, lusting, pain filled face.

Kakashi demonstrated his obscene amount of control, the same control that allowed him to read his favorite erotic scenes in public without so much as a blush. Kakashi pressed into Sasuke’s body and stayed there. Sasuke was close to cuming as well, but this time Kakashi decided Sasuke could wait with him. Sasuke bucked backward trying to get some movement inside him, but Kakashi moved with him and kept Sasuke on the edge.

Sasuke couldn’t take it and reached for his cock but Kakashi grabbed his wrist. “Ah, ah, ah,” Kakashi admonished. “Trust me, it feels more fantastic if you wait.” Sasuke’s arm was still tense, trying to reach his throbbing erection, but Kakashi was absolute. He finally relaxed his arm and took a deep breath, trying to reign in his lust.

“Do you want more?”

“Yes, please.” Sasuke was practically whining with need which made Kakashi smirk.

“I’m going to fuck you until you can’t walk.”

“Please,” he gasped. Sasuke body was tightening around Kakashi cock, seeking any kind of pleasure from the hot rod of flesh still impaling him but not moving. “Please cum inside me. Fill me with your cum. I want it so bad. I want to feel coating my insides and feel it leaking out of my filthy ass.”

Damn, the kid was better at dirty talk than Kakashi would have ever given him credit for. Yes, that first seduction was hotter than hell, but that little speech was making Kakashi fearful that he would cum right now. Kakashi nosed Sasuke’s unruly hair and growled. That growl sent a shiver through Sasuke’s body which Kakashi could feel from inside him. He still felt like he would cum if he moved, so he decided to torture Sasuke a little.

Kakashi released Sasuke’s wrist and Sasuke put it back on the bed rather than go for his cock. Kakashi’s fingers trailed lightly up Sasuke’s sides and chest then he took Sasuke’s throat in his hand, but didn’t squeeze, just reaffirmed that he was complete control, emphasizing his dominance. Sasuke writhed a bit.

“You’re such a slut.”

“I am, but just for you. I’m your slut, please use me.”

“Humph. You just want to cum.”

Sasuke groaned, but didn’t deny it.

Kakashi decided to end this game and fucked Sasuke as hard and fast as he could. They had both cooled off enough that it took two minutes for Sasuke to cum and five for Kakashi. Kakashi was practically fucking a ragdoll for the last two minutes after Sasuke’s orgasm ended.

As he released inside Sasuke, it felt like every ounce of energy in his body was being sucked out of him. Sasuke twisted around and captured his lips again. Kakashi didn’t remember how the kiss ended.

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Kakashi was surprised that he’d fallen asleep. He woke up on his back while it was still dark, but the moon was bright in his windows. Sasuke was snuggling next to him. What the hell was going on? He’d slept with Sasuke. He looked down at the Uchiha: his relaxed, disarmed face tugged at his heart.

Sasuke was so relaxed and apparently felt safe enough that he didn’t wake up as Kakashi slipped out of bed. It was awkward with his leg missing, but he had great balance to begin with and once he strapped on his false leg, he could move almost as silently as he used to. He cleaned up and dressed. It bothered him how much longer it took to dress.

Kakashi hobbled outside. “Who’s in charge of this detail?” he asked the invisible ANBU he knew was surrounding his house.

A masked ANBU appeared kneeling in front of him. “I’m in charge of Sasuke-san’s security, sempai.”

Kakashi didn’t like the ‘sempai,’ but he ignored it for now. “Why is Sasuke allowed here?”

“Sasuke-san is allowed to visit you, Naruto-san, Sakura-san, and Hokage-sama.”

“Even if he isn’t wanted?”

The ANBU hesitated. “If you want him to leave and he won’t, you can ask us to remove him and we will.”

Kakashi narrowed his eyes; this ANBU captain didn’t want to tell Kakashi that he had the option of ordering Sasuke removed.

“I want him out of here when he wakes up.”

The captain bowed his head. “Hai.” He looked up toward the door of Kakashi’s house. Sasuke was hurriedly dressed and standing there. He hadn’t heard what they were talking about and his scowl didn’t mean anything since he was always scowling.

“Now?” the captain asked.

“Yes,” Kakashi answered.

The captain hesitated again before standing and approaching his charge. “You have to leave, Sasuke-san.”

Sasuke tensed, but he left without a word or a glance at Kakashi.