Personal Trainer
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Naruto › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult +
Chapters:
3
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Reviews:
43
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Chapter 3
Disclaimer: I don’t own Naruto.
Chapter 3:
Iruka wasn’t sure if he was feeling more nervous or less now that he had met his trainer. On one hand, the guy hadn’t run out screaming the moment he saw Iruka, so that was a plus. But on the other hand, this man was hands-down the best looking person Iruka had ever seen in his life, and Iruka was now having a hard time keeping his thoughts together. Heck, when the man grasped his chin Iruka’s brain pretty much stopped working, period. It took him an awfully long time to answer the man’s simple question and tell him his name. He hoped this guy didn’t think he was some kind of an idiot or something; he just wasn’t used to being so close to such a beautiful person.
His trainer was tall. His body had somehow achieved the perfect balance between being muscular and being lean. The man’s skin was pale and he had a sexy mop of disheveled silver hair, even though he was obviously quite young. Most intriguing were his eyes. One was a beautiful shade of blue; the other was a deep red color. Across the red eye was a small vertical scar.
The man finally released his hold on Iruka’s face; Iruka was relieved to feel some of his mental capacity come back to him. The man began to speak.
“My name is Kakashi Hatake.” As he spoke he raked his eyes over Iruka’s bonds. “If I untie you, will you be good? You won’t try to fight or run?” Iruka shook his head.
“Alright then.” Kakashi undid the ribbon on his wrists and Iruka gratefully relaxed his shoulders. He was pleased to find that his sense of balance had returned. At least it had until Kakashi grasped his shoulders and pushed him onto his back, his head hitting the soft pillow.
“Eeepp!” Iruka hadn’t been expecting that. With a chuckle Kakashi lay down next to him, propped up on one elbow.
“I want to ask you some questions.” As Kakashi spoke he took Iruka’s rough hand in his and began to gently trace his fingers up and down it. Iruka felt that slightly brainless, shivery feeling start to come back to him.
“Tsunade told me you have no experience in these kinds of matters. Is it true?”
Iruka nodded.
“None at all? None of your relatives ever took liberties with you?”
Iruka laughed, just as he had laughed when Tsunade had asked him a similar question. As if his relations wanted to get close to him! These certainly were funny people. They seemed to be laboring under the impression that he was pretty or something.
Kakashi frowned down at him. “What’s so funny?”
Iruka immediately stopped laughing. He didn’t want to make the man angry. “Nothing really.” He said quickly. “It’s just that I’m so…um, ugly.”
Now it was Kakashi’s turn to laugh. “Who told you that?” he asked incredulously.
“Well, everyone.” Iruka replied. He was relieved to see that Kakashi didn’t seem to be angry with him. “My aunt and uncle used to say I took after mother. I don’t remember her, but apparently she was from the islands. My uncle said that her blood gave me an unpleasant tint. And I’ve always had this scar; I don’t even know where it came from.” Iruka wondered if he should have mentioned the scar; after all, Kakashi had one too. But it was hardly the same thing; Kakashi’s scar was small and made his face seem noble somehow.
Kakashi smiled. “I like your scar.” As he spoke he ran his index finger over it, causing Iruka to shiver helplessly. “It’s cute. As for your looks, I think that you’ve been brainwashed by small-town prejudice. You are not ugly; you are very beautiful.” Kakashi gently cupped Iruka’s chin again, staring deep into his eyes once more.
Iruka shyly averted his eyes, thinking about what Kakashi had said. Was it true? Was he really not ugly like he had always been told? If a sophisticated woman like Tsunade and a handsome man like Kakashi said so then maybe he was…pretty? For some reason this thought made him happy and he could feel himself start to blush. Turning his eyes back to Kakashi, Iruka saw that his trainer was still watching him with that intent gaze.
He blushed even harder.
Kakashi laughed softly again. “Cute.” He said again in a find tone of voice. “Now Iruka, as you know, I am to be your teacher. For the next month you will live here with me and be under my control 24/7. I am going to teach you the art of sexual pleasure and make you into a beautiful sweet pet. Do you have any questions for me about this?”
Iruka somehow found his voice through the flood of not entirely unpleasant emotions Kakashi’s words sent through him. “Wh-what should I call you? Master?”
“That won’t be necessary.” Kakashi said. “Just call me Kakashi. And I shall call you Iruka.”
“Now let’s get started.”
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Author’s Note: Okay, that chapter took a long time to write. And yet it only filled up 2 pages on WordPad L. For this story I am switching p.o.v. from Iruka to Kakashi each alternating chapter. Next chapter will be from Kakashi’s point of view, and it will finally feature lemons! It probably won’t be up until sometime next week ‘cause I’ve never written a lemon before and it will definitely take time. Also I’ve got to write that kind of stuff at home, not during downtime at work like I did with these first 3 chapters. Until then, thanks for reading! And thanks for all the reviews!
Chapter 3:
Iruka wasn’t sure if he was feeling more nervous or less now that he had met his trainer. On one hand, the guy hadn’t run out screaming the moment he saw Iruka, so that was a plus. But on the other hand, this man was hands-down the best looking person Iruka had ever seen in his life, and Iruka was now having a hard time keeping his thoughts together. Heck, when the man grasped his chin Iruka’s brain pretty much stopped working, period. It took him an awfully long time to answer the man’s simple question and tell him his name. He hoped this guy didn’t think he was some kind of an idiot or something; he just wasn’t used to being so close to such a beautiful person.
His trainer was tall. His body had somehow achieved the perfect balance between being muscular and being lean. The man’s skin was pale and he had a sexy mop of disheveled silver hair, even though he was obviously quite young. Most intriguing were his eyes. One was a beautiful shade of blue; the other was a deep red color. Across the red eye was a small vertical scar.
The man finally released his hold on Iruka’s face; Iruka was relieved to feel some of his mental capacity come back to him. The man began to speak.
“My name is Kakashi Hatake.” As he spoke he raked his eyes over Iruka’s bonds. “If I untie you, will you be good? You won’t try to fight or run?” Iruka shook his head.
“Alright then.” Kakashi undid the ribbon on his wrists and Iruka gratefully relaxed his shoulders. He was pleased to find that his sense of balance had returned. At least it had until Kakashi grasped his shoulders and pushed him onto his back, his head hitting the soft pillow.
“Eeepp!” Iruka hadn’t been expecting that. With a chuckle Kakashi lay down next to him, propped up on one elbow.
“I want to ask you some questions.” As Kakashi spoke he took Iruka’s rough hand in his and began to gently trace his fingers up and down it. Iruka felt that slightly brainless, shivery feeling start to come back to him.
“Tsunade told me you have no experience in these kinds of matters. Is it true?”
Iruka nodded.
“None at all? None of your relatives ever took liberties with you?”
Iruka laughed, just as he had laughed when Tsunade had asked him a similar question. As if his relations wanted to get close to him! These certainly were funny people. They seemed to be laboring under the impression that he was pretty or something.
Kakashi frowned down at him. “What’s so funny?”
Iruka immediately stopped laughing. He didn’t want to make the man angry. “Nothing really.” He said quickly. “It’s just that I’m so…um, ugly.”
Now it was Kakashi’s turn to laugh. “Who told you that?” he asked incredulously.
“Well, everyone.” Iruka replied. He was relieved to see that Kakashi didn’t seem to be angry with him. “My aunt and uncle used to say I took after mother. I don’t remember her, but apparently she was from the islands. My uncle said that her blood gave me an unpleasant tint. And I’ve always had this scar; I don’t even know where it came from.” Iruka wondered if he should have mentioned the scar; after all, Kakashi had one too. But it was hardly the same thing; Kakashi’s scar was small and made his face seem noble somehow.
Kakashi smiled. “I like your scar.” As he spoke he ran his index finger over it, causing Iruka to shiver helplessly. “It’s cute. As for your looks, I think that you’ve been brainwashed by small-town prejudice. You are not ugly; you are very beautiful.” Kakashi gently cupped Iruka’s chin again, staring deep into his eyes once more.
Iruka shyly averted his eyes, thinking about what Kakashi had said. Was it true? Was he really not ugly like he had always been told? If a sophisticated woman like Tsunade and a handsome man like Kakashi said so then maybe he was…pretty? For some reason this thought made him happy and he could feel himself start to blush. Turning his eyes back to Kakashi, Iruka saw that his trainer was still watching him with that intent gaze.
He blushed even harder.
Kakashi laughed softly again. “Cute.” He said again in a find tone of voice. “Now Iruka, as you know, I am to be your teacher. For the next month you will live here with me and be under my control 24/7. I am going to teach you the art of sexual pleasure and make you into a beautiful sweet pet. Do you have any questions for me about this?”
Iruka somehow found his voice through the flood of not entirely unpleasant emotions Kakashi’s words sent through him. “Wh-what should I call you? Master?”
“That won’t be necessary.” Kakashi said. “Just call me Kakashi. And I shall call you Iruka.”
“Now let’s get started.”
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Author’s Note: Okay, that chapter took a long time to write. And yet it only filled up 2 pages on WordPad L. For this story I am switching p.o.v. from Iruka to Kakashi each alternating chapter. Next chapter will be from Kakashi’s point of view, and it will finally feature lemons! It probably won’t be up until sometime next week ‘cause I’ve never written a lemon before and it will definitely take time. Also I’ve got to write that kind of stuff at home, not during downtime at work like I did with these first 3 chapters. Until then, thanks for reading! And thanks for all the reviews!