Kiba's Private Hell

Yes I promise there is sex coming soon. First post so it takes time setting up the sex since I like a plot of some type

Kiba’s gait quickened as the two Anbu pressed toward the main gate. The fogginess from the sedative was finally leaving him. His senses sharpened with each step the desire to run pulsed through him. God, Kiba thought, please let me run. Embarrassed by his actions earlier and what the presence of the two Anbu represented kept him from looking anywhere but the ground. The path was well worn as they headed for the meeting point. Once at the gate he was told to stop and hold up his hands.

The Anbu removed his shackles as he inhaled the fresh air mingled with the multiple scents of those around him. He watched the shadows on the ground announcing the approach of someone his scent drifting toward Kiba as he approached.

He felt rather than heard the man’s last step as he inhaled the smell of energy and raw sex. Shit, he smells like a bitch in heat. Kakashi’s breathe brushing up against his clan’s marking. His chest tightened the man’s smell lingering around him. A smirk resounded from the man.

Whispering in slow seductive drawl “If you want to fuck me so bad, you’ll have to catch me.”

Kiba’s head jerked up, his eyes widened as he watch the man take off, a smirk appeared on his face as he tried to move. He couldn’t. He tried to force his legs into action, he hands stuck at his side. Alarm crept into his body as he finally realized he was being spoken to.

“Not so quick big boy.” Laughter echoed as Shikamaru played with Kiba, manipulating his body using the shadows.

A guttural sound escaped Kiba’s throat as he watched the empty road ahead that his prey had just escaped on. The only sight was the emerald plants lining the road. The same plants he Naruto spent hours planting as punishment for trying to steal the Hokage’s sake bottles. Irritation radiated from the large man as he thought about the taste of Kakashi. The texture of his mouth, the softness of his silver hair, the smell of sex sending blood pounding through his veins at the thought of tasting him again. But there was nothing to due but wait. Only a few minutes until Shikamaru would tire allowing him to escape and kill him for holding him back. Breathing deeply he tried to relax remembering he still had to find let alone catch the older jounin. His shadows began to quiver he could smell the sweat from Shikamaru’s body.

“Fuck, it’s about time you got here.” Shikamaru voiced his frustration with the unknown party. Kiba smelled a distinct scent that only could be Choji.

“I ran out of chips,” replied the other man’s best friend.

He could smell the grease of the food blending in with the Choji’s normal odors. Hell he was food. A shadow crossed his face as the other man placed himself in front of him.

“Hurry up” shouted Shikamaru his scent become stronger as he tried to maintain his hold on Kiba.

Choji grunted as he gently placed Kiba on the ground before sitting on him.

Oh god thought Kiba, I can’t breathe. His breath short, pain stabbed his chest as Choji adjusted his position.

“That better dog boy?” asked him.

He could only nod as his body was finally released from the shadow hold. He moved his head at the sound of Shikamaru’s approach.

“Remember Choji you have to keep him here for at least thirty minutes.” Shikamaru’s complexion shone as the sweat dripped down his face as he gave Kiba a lopsided grin before leaving.

“No problem.” Choji shouted to the retreating body.

Kiba growled trying to force the man up. Moving the man on top of him was physically impossible so instead he asked about his best friend.

“Where is Akamura?” Kiba asked as Choji continued his snacking.

“All I can tell you is Kakashi wanted him to stay here and that is all I am allowed to say.” Choji’s determined tone of voice put an end to any further questions.
Kiba revealed in the run. Outside of the city away from all the scents and sounds was such relief. All he wanted since this started was to run. The desire to run over powered him at times. His mind wandered to his best friend a pain crossed his heart as he knew again he was the cause of Akamura’s imprisonment but quickly faded as he thought returned to his prey.

“Where did you go, Kakashi?” he asked the air around him. Inhaling deeply Kiba allowed his hyper senses to search for the distinct smell of the other man. He knew it would be harder without Akamura but he would find the man.
A hint of, what the hell was Shikamaru’s scent doing on top of Kakashi’s.

“Like that’s going to work” he grunted mentally shifting through the smells until he got the distinct scent. Following his nose he moved down the path turning into the forest meters down the road. The other smells dissipated as Kakashi’s got stronger.

This is too easy thought Kiba as he slowed. A prickling sensation began at the nape of his neck. He slowed, and then stopped scanning the area, his ears straining at the sounds. There is it is, the sound changed again. Like only part of the forest was being occupied. His natural instincts kicked in, knowing that only a animal of prey or human could cause a portion of a forest to go quiet.

He crouched close to the loamy floor the odor stronger as he neared the earth. He began to question but a slight quivering among the flowering bush ahead attracted him. Steadily, silently he approached his muscles taunt; ready to attack, the sour smell of dog piss stopped his forward motion.

“Shit.” He sighed straightening his body as he walked through the bush its flowers attaching themselves to him as he entered the cleared area. There in the middle sat one of Kakashi’s pack dressed in the man’s vest and shirt.

“Good boy” Kiba told the dog as he scratched behind the large perked up ears. Feeling like an idiot Kiba started to remove the clothes when his hand felt something odd. Inside a vest pocket was a book. He smirked as he pulled out a Ich Icha book and thought of poor Kakashi without his porn. Smiling Kiba continued to touch the book over the faded cover. The pervert. Glancing at the dog Kiba began to fan through the book.

“Shit, god damn him” Kiba swore as rose talc exploded into his face, the white powder burying into his hair and eyebrows. The cloying smell of roses seeped into his nostril creating pressure so bad he had to sneeze,
“I fucking hate roses” again he swore at the pack dog. The dog cocked its head as if to say and that’s my fault how?

Rubbing his nose Kiba pawed at his face trying to remove the offensive talc between violent sneezes. His eyes watering Kiba looked around to find the dog had gone leaving him to the stench that was roses.
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Kakashi looked around the one room shack his mind running over his plans when he felt the presence of the other jounin.

“Did you get it?”

“Yes.”

Kakashi turned to face the young jounin, the black bag he wanted dangling from Shikamaru’s belt. The bag looked smaller for some reason.

“Kiba should have hit the first trap by now.”

Distracted, Kakashi just nodded in response. He ran his hand through his hair trying to come up with a way—oh fuck.

“I need to you fuck Kiba” Kakashi calmly stated to Shikamaru.
The other man’s eyes grew wide as several oaths escaped at once.

“Are you fucking nuts? You do know who I am dating?” Fear coursed through the air. “Shit, if she doesn’t kill me her psycho brothers would. You remember those two.”

“Really sarcasm is not required Shika, “stated a very serene Kakashi. Inside Kakashi was frantic knowing he may have to break his word to Naruto.

“Hell yes it is. The last guy who cheated.” Shika’s voice was interrupted as he gulped down air.

Kakashi watched as Shika, the nin so lazy nothing bothered him, tried to breathe.

“It took” Shikamaru stuttered “three days for them to find where Gara hid all the body parts”.

Kakashi sighed he had actually forgotten about that. Then why the hell did the jaguar give him Shikamaru’s name. That bastard. Anger coursed through him as he thought back to his meeting with the jaguar. He knew Shika would refuse and force Kakashi. He closed his eyes, rolled his shoulders releasing the tension. Calm down there is no way anyone know about his feelings toward the dog nin. So why, he reasoned he was distracted by the mumblings of the other man. The exact words that caught his attention were “it was just a stupid contest”.

“I mean you can’t keep a grudge forever,” Shikamaru muttered, completely unaware that Kakashi had no idea what the hell he was talking about.

Kakashi stared into the jounin’s eyes and watched as they went from a slight confusion to -- oh fuck I said too much. Shika’s head fell as a quiet “troublesome” escaped his lips as he slowly tried to back away.

“Shikamaru what contest?” Kakashi demanded impatiently. The other jounin continued to stare at the dirt floor trying to move away but Kakashi grabbed his arm. He was tired, pissed, and about to break a promise to one of the few people he truly cared for and he was running out of time.

“Speak.” The order grounded out of his mouth into the face of Shika as he pulled the young man toward him.

The other man visible gulped and Kakashi watched him prepare to explain.

“I thought that was why you wanted help with Kiba. I mean it’s not like you to turn down a free...” Shikamaru wisely stopped.


Kakashi was confused no he was damned confused about a lot of things but especially what was happening now. He released a deep sigh trying to sort out what was happening and where Shikamaru got the stupid idea. It didn’t fucking make sense. His jaw clenched, his teeth ground at the anger. He hated not being in control. Again he took a few breathes and opened his eyes.

“Shika what the hell are you taking about.”

He watched Shika as the other man tugged at his pony tail.

“Shit. When I asked Iruka to get me the bag he wanted to know who it was for. I told him nothing but he used the teacher voice and said he wouldn’t get anything for me unless I told him who.” Shikamaru drew a breathe in before continuing.

“He didn’t believe me when I told him you were on a mission and well you know Iruka when he gets mad.” The man sighed at having failed, his shoulders slumped as his head dropped.

Kakashi didn’t speak, move or breathe because he knew what exactly Iruka had done.
“Iruka said you would only need this.” Shikamaru held up the small black bag trying to give it to the silver haired man.

“So I assumed that you had forgiven Kiba and Naruto and were finally putting Kiba out of his misery.”

The long declaration from the usually short answered man worried him. He closed his eyes as he felt the second pact member return. He was running out of time
“Kiba passed the second trap. He has one left so make this quick.” His terse comments had the desired affect.

“Okay just before Ino’s birthday we were all drunk and Naruta was being an ass, more than usual.”

Kakashi glared at Shikamaru and tightened his grip on the man’s vest.

“I know faster. Naruto taunted Kiba with his crush on you and said he would never have the balls to hit on you in front of everyone.”

Kakashi released the man and automatically stepped back. His eye wide at the unexpected knowledge he just received.

“They fought but Naruto kept egging him on because…anyway Shino got tired of Naruto taunting Kiba and asked what if he did. So Naruto said if Kiba actually hit on you, Naruto would turn over his next two pay checks.” The young man’s breathe was coming out fast as he drew in for another run at his quick explanation.

“Shino then asked what would happen in Kiba got you in bed and Naruto laughed and said if he did he would go after Ibiki”.

“That’s it?” questioned Kakashi, his mind replaying his encounter with Kiba at Ino’s party. The party Iruka dragged him to because he needed to relax. The eagerness of Kiba and the eruption of anger from Naruto when he found them half naked in the spare room. Pent up frustration flowed through him as he grabbed the other man and ran him into the shack’s wall. The shack vibrated as a body was slammed into it. Kakashi watched as the breath was removed from Shika’s lungs. Boiling with anger and the need to hurt someone he released his control upon the younger man.