Practical Jokes and Bunny Boxers

Iruka was so relieved to be home. It had been a very long day. Almost all the teachers and other staff at the Academy knew about the incident at the fitting. Actually most of the village knew. Even his students were snickering at him. One very talented and very young girl had actually told him 'it's okay Iruka-sensei, I wear puppy undies too'. He hadn't even put any thought or effort into finding out who had done this to him.

He really just wanted it all to go away. He had heard that Naruto was steering clear of Kakashi, so that answered the whole bunny boxers question. He figured Naruto had just decided to prank both his old teachers. He'd deal with Naruto later, when he could function without blushing every two seconds. He was exhausted and just wanted to drop into bed. He realized with a start, as he stepped into the bedroom, the bed was occupied.

Sitting on his bed was an adorable little stuffed brown and white puppy. It was holding a rose made out of fabric. Iruka was stunned. After ensuring he was alone, except for his new furry friend, he plopped down on the bed. He was still shaking his head in disbelief as he picked up the puppy. There was no mistaking, it looked just like the ones on the boxers he had recently returned, clean, to the cleaners. They had found his missing undergarments the very next day.

He pulled the rose away from the stuffed animal and realized with a start. This is one of those roses made of rolled underwear. Oh sweet Kami, what now?! His hand shook as he removed the brown ribbon and unrolled the garment. It was a very small pair of skimpy briefs. The same little puppies adorned this much smaller garment as had adorned the boxer briefs. He drew a stuttering breath and wondered who was messing with him now. This was not Naruto's doing. Was it the same person as before or had this category of torture begun to appeal to others? He really didn't think he could take several jokers, but one, with this train of thought was almost as frightening.

Iruka quickly put the briefs into a seldom used drawer and hurried to take a bath before he made supper. He left the puppy on the bed. Surely it was harmless to leave it out. It didn't mean anything if he kept it, if he liked it, right?!?

Kiba watched Iruka leave for the academy. He'd been gone on a mission for a three days. He'd been a little concerned that someone else might have moved in and scooped up his sexy brunette while he was gone. He had three days off and intended to use them wisely. Kiba was tempted to follow Iruka, but figured he could learn more by breaking, um, inviting himself into Iruka's apartment and snooping, or um, yeah snooping covers it.

He began by simply looking and sniffing around the apartment. By focusing his chakra in his nose, Kiba would be able to tell if anyone besides Iruka had been in the apartment. Once he was satisfied that no competition had been in the apartment or even anywhere near anything Iruka had brought into the apartment, he began a more leisurely search of the place. The two previous times he had been in Iruka's home, one to steal his last pair of underwear while Iruka showered and two to leave his gift, he hadn't had a chance to get a feel for the place. There hadn't been time. He casually rifled through the older man's life. He saw vacation pictures in the photo albums. Some pictures in the back in an envelope of him and some other man, with their arms around each other in that way. Kiba didn't worry, they were old photos.

There really was no space in the kitchen, living room, or bathroom he hadn't investigated. He saved the bedroom for last, feeling a little guilty as he stepped through the doorway. If Iruka wasn't so determined to keep people at arms length, Kiba wouldn't have to resort to this. When he reminded himself of that, he felt a little better. Besides, what secrets could sweet Iruka be hiding in his bedroom? Kiba doubted that he'd find much of interest. Iruka needed him, he needed someone with a little bite. Kiba smiled when he saw the stuffed puppy on the bed by the pillows. Iruka, you softy. He started in the most used places; shelves - just a bunch of scrolls, the large dresser - clothes. He didn't find anything of interest in the closet, either. He was starting to feel sorry for Iruka.

Kiba turned to a small chest at the foot of the bed. He almost missed that the bottom of the antique had one large drawer in it. It was disguised to look like the side of the chest, but when he tugged on the corner experimentally, the drawer slid open smoothly. Kiba almost had a heart attack! What the hell is HE doing with this?! The drawer was full of sexual paraphernalia. The puppy briefs that Kiba had left fwith the stuffed animal were laying on top of an assortment vibrators and dildos of varying shapes and sizes. Tubes of scented and flavored lube, were scattered around erotic books that almost looked like text books.

Kiba usually did his best thinking in the most unlikely places. It was Friday night, so he decided to head to one of the dance clubs. Kiba liked the noise, the smoke, and the lust that permeated the Konoha dance clubs. Yeah, he'd go to the new one, see what it was like. That should get his head in the right place to deal with the new intel he had on his target. He smiled, slipped out of Iruka's place, and headed home to get ready. He silently promised Iruka that he would be in the man's bedroom again, and soon.

Iruka hated these places, the smoke, the noise, and especially the lust. Whenever he was dragged to a dance club, it seemed to him that everyone there seemed intent on going home with someone and none of them were very particular as to whom that might be. Iruka was particular. He was teased about being a prude. Really, he was just picky. And after Raidou's confession, he felt like he could definitely get away with it. He'd had no idea the real reason men kept staring at him. He had thought they were still laughing about the dumb puppy boxers.

No, Raidou had assured him in his very drunk honest way, that he had managed to surprise them a bit. He usually masked his body under loose clothing, he wasn't comfortable with it. Apparently he'd looked pretty good in those boxers and had gotten several men's attention. Raidou had confessed. The real reason he'd been avoiding Iruka was he was physically interested. Of course Raidou knew better. They'd been friends for awhile and Raidou had told him that he was a total seme. He absolutely refused to bottom. He'd assumed that Iruka was an uke. Everyone did. Iruka had made it very clear to him that he would never be with someone who refused to play both roles and that his own preference leaned toward seme as well. They'd agreed to leave it at friendship, when Raidou had been unable to persuade him to change his mind.

Seven men had already propositioned him tonight. It was as if the fact that he was here at all had given them all courage. That and large amounts of alcohol. He laughed to himself. Two were looking for more than just sex, the rest just wanted to pound him. He'd had a few drinks, enough to loosen him up, but not enough to make him a slut. Iruka didn't fuck just to fuck. He needed the connection between him and the other man to be more than just lust. He'd never enjoyed it any other way. Besides, they all expected 'uke' Iruka and tonight, he wasn't feeling so inclined.

When he made it back to the bar, he saw a familiar head of shaggy hair leaning over a drink. "Kiba, you aren't old enough to drink in here."

Kiba turned to him quickly and flashed him the toothy grin. "Just a soda man, don't worry. You don't have to watch me misbehave." The man's expression changed a bit, he leaned into Iruka a little, softly. "Unless you want to....." He cocked his head to the side questioningly, exposing his scarred neck.

And Iruka's body reacted to that. The mix of invitation, aggression, and submission in Kiba's body language was, well, perfect. He bit one side of his bottom lip, trying to decide what to do about it.

Kiba took the decision away, he leaned in, licked Iruka's lip and exposed teeth, and growled softly. "Don't do that. I'll do it for you." Sharp teeth grazed the other side of his lip. Iruka melted. This one just might work. He thought to himself. Of course it would take a little while to be sure, but he intended to test Kiba's 'reactions'.

He pushed Kiba firmly back against the bar and whispered words the younger man had never expected to hear from him in that tone. "I'm leaving here alone. Whether I enter my apartment alone is another matter. I'll leave that up to you." With that the man turned and walked straight out the door.

To anyone watching, it looked like Kiba had just been shot down cold. Good one Iruka. He waited a few minutes before leaving himself.

Iruka waited in the shadows. He saw no reason to wait until they reached his apartment. There were questions that he wanted answers to now. Kiba exited the building a little after him and headed towards the Inuzuka side of town, away from Iruka's apartment. Iruka was a little stumped as he carefully followed the younger man. A few blocks from the club, Kiba took to the rooftops and doubled back. Iruka smiled. He sped up as he took a route that would put him ahead of the dog nin.

A block from Iruka's place, Kiba saw the trip wire, just before he would have sprung it. He turned to avoid it and was slammed into a wall on the roof top, knocking the wind out of him. Iruka leaned heavily into him as he tried to regain his breath. He seemed to be waiting for Kiba to say or do something. "Damn Iruka." Kiba panted as he grabbed the man's hips and pulled him closer. "I like you like this."

Kiba didn't know it, but he'd passed test two. He wasn't threatened by the fact that Iruka had gotten the upper hand on him. He even said he liked it. Iruka decided to up the ante. He ground his hip against Kiba's groin and gave him a searing kiss, deep and strong. Kiba's moan was like sweet music to him and he gave the younger man another brutal caress. Kiba kissed him back forcefully, but didn't try to take control. He was starting to get very high marks from the teacher as Iruka broke the kiss and leaned back, away from Kiba's seeking mouth. Kiba sighed and rested against the wall, still holding Iruka against him.

"How far do you wanna take this?" The youth asked in a pleased voice.

Iruka smiled and even in the darkness, it was the sexiest thing Kiba'd ever seen. "As far as you'll let me." He was pulling away from Kiba now. The man let him go after a moments resistance.

He turned his back on Kiba, then looked over his shoulder. "You coming or not?" He asked with amusement.

Kiba answered in his own jovial tone. "S'pose that's gonna be up to you." He pushed off of the wall and moved to follow the lusty teacher. He was definitely doing well in Iruka's mind.

They fell through the bedroom doorway, a tangle of arms and legs. Each seeking to rid the other of his clothing as fast as possible. Kiba was aggressive, but not dominating. Iruka couldn't believe how erotic that was. He didn't dare dream that he'd finally found someone who could be the right blend of aggressive and submissive. He just intended to make the most out of this. He didn't usually go in for casual sex. He preferred something stronger, but tonight Kiba Inuzuka was just too tempting and he indulged himself.

He pushed a half dressed Kiba back onto the bed, using the chest at the foot to trip the dog nin's legs. He told himself that it would be best to not think of the chest just yet. The things inside, deep in that drawer, might not come out tonight.....he couldn't help but feel a little disappointment. It'd been a long time since he'd truly been able to be himself in bed.

Kiba lay there, looking at Iruka, wondering just what the man wanted. Iruka was standing at the foot of the looking at him with an almost angry look on his face. He moved to sit up and Iruka slammed his body into him driving him back onto the bed. There were no words. Iruka claimed his mouth and with it, complete control of his body. Iruka was a damn good kisser.

The hand that played at his waist band was demanding. Kiba slid his hands between them and gratefully unfastened his pants. Iruka took him in a strong grip, stroking him forcefully. He arched his body, showing his appreciation. Iruka seemed intent on driving him insane, pushing him over the edge. He didn't try to stop the man, but he did focus enough chakra around the base of his throbbing cock to prolong his own torture.

Iruka felt it. Kiba knew he would. Iruka leaned back, he was straddling Kiba's waist now. He rested his hands on Kiba's abs. The feel about him was intense, they were both rock hard. Kiba recognized that something important was about to happen.

Iruka's voice had a hint of resentment as he asked the most important question for him. "How do you want me?" He expected the usual answers, 'on your back' or 'on you knees' or for Kiba to just position him however the younger man wanted. This moment would most likely decide if they ever did this again.

Kiba's eyes widened for a moment, then he leaned up and kissed Iruka gently. I knew it!Iruka thought a little bitterly.

He almost fell over dead, when Kiba whispered huskily. "In me."

The look on Iruka's face told him he'd guessed correctly. The man was so turned on his eyes shined. Kiba didn't usually bottom, but if it meant he got to watch Iruka slip over the edge, he was more than willing. Iruka actually shuddered when he pulled Kiba hard against him. He attacked Kiba's neck ferociously, sucking hard and causing Kiba to shudder as well. Kiba was thrown back down onto the bed. Iruka's mouth assaulted his upper body, driving him so close to the edge. His pants were ripped from him. Iruka only looked startled for a moment when he realized Kiba had nothing on underneath them. Kiba just smiled up at him and Iruka chuckled.

Iruka continued to kiss down his body, the talented mouth didn't hesitate for an instant before swallowing his solid shaft whole. His head slammed back into the bed and his eyes squeezed shut. "Oh Kami!" He hadn't meant to cry out, but the sensation of being rapidly and repeatedly deep throat-ed was unreal.

Iruka left him. The whole feel of the man just seemed to vanish. He raised his head and opened one eye. "Iruka?" He sounded small and desperate in his own ears.

"I think I may just want to keep you Kiba." Iruka stood at the foot of the bed, completely naked. His gorgeous body on display for Kiba alone. "Do you think you'd like that? If I decide to keep you?" Kiba heard the sound of that drawer being opened. He realized dimly that Iruka must be using his foot, since he could still see the tantalizing older nin standing before him.

Kiba just smiled dumbly and sealed his fate. "If you want me, I'm yours Iruka. I just want you, all of you, especially the parts that no one else gets to see."

Iruka smiled. This one might just work. He repeated his earlier thought as he lowered himself in front of the drawer and began removing things he wanted to 'play' with. He didn't reach to the bottom. It might be best not to scare Kiba just yet. He may need time to get used to the 'parts' of Iruka 'that no one else gets to see'. "It's going to be a very long night, Kiba-chan." Kiba just moaned happily.

Iruka smiled at Kiba's willing submission. Who would have thought the loud foulmouthed jounin would be like this in bed? Iruka had actually heard rumors to the opposite. Working in the missions office put a person in the middle of gossip central. Shinobi could be like a bunch of cackling hens sometimes and the men were the worst. Iruka had overheard more than one account of a supposed lover that painted Kiba as a very aggressive and dominant seme.

Of course, there were rumors of an opposite nature about Iruka. He'd even heard one man say that he'd been told by another man that Iruka had dressed up in women's clothing for a lover. Iruka smiled dangerously. There wasn't a man strong enough to get a live Umino Iruka into women's clothing. He'd kill himself before he allowed it.

Still thinking dark thoughts, he slid along the bed until he was flush with Kiba's side. The young dog nin looked up at him with trusting eyes and Iruka was reminded of just how much younger this man was than him. It broke his dark mood and he smiled sweetly at Kiba. "Don't worry Kiba-chan. I promise, you will enjoy this part of your punishment, almost as much as I will." He stroked Kiba's jaw with a light hand. "I think I can teach you a few things that you don't yet know. Maybe even somethings about yourself."

Kiba turned his head into Iruka's palm and kissed it tenderly. "I'm already learning, Iruka. I want you in a way I have never wanted anyone before." The slightly animalistic eyes looked up at the older man. "I've never actually wanted to bottom before. Kami knows I want you inside me. I want to feel you there. I want to watch your face as you thrust into me. I want to know what it looks like when you slip over the edge and cum deep inside me."

Could he be more perfect? Everything he says, everything he does...... Kami, if this is a joke then you truly are too cruel. I really might want to keep him. Iruka smiled and kissed Kiba tenderly. Iruka could be tender and still maintain his power, that was the sign of a true seme. If need be, Iruka could bottom and still retain his place, he could top from the bottom. He owed an old love that ability, the man had insisted that he learn how, that he become everything that man had wanted. That one had been a selfish uke. He knew Kiba wouldn't be. Kiba was different, so different than the others.

Iruka broke the kiss and slid back down the man's body. For the first time he really looked at Kiba's hard cock. It was large, but not too big. It matched the man, strong and rugged looking. Iruka noticed a few scars on the tender flesh and wondered. He would ask later. Right now, he was going to ensure that there were a lot of laters. He lay his whole body in between Kiba's legs, the dog nin craned his neck to look down his body at Iruka. Iruka sighed and shook his head. "Prop yourself up with the pillows before you injure yourself." Kiba blushed bright red. That was something Iruka was sure almost no one ever saw. He waited, grinning while his young lover situated himself.

When he was able to comfortably see, Iruka began the performance. He stared into Kiba's eyes as he clasped the hard rod in his strong hand and held it still. He slowly slid his tongue out of his mouth and teased the very tip mischieviously. He toyed with the little slit and enjoyed the taste of this particular man. Kiba's pre-cum was tart and that was to be expected, but there was an odd earthy flavor in the background that Iruka couldn't identify. He liked it and that made this even easier.

Kiba was riveted. He couldn't take his eyes off of Iruka. His hand moved on it's own. He reached down and caressed the scar across the handsome man's nose. Iruka gave him a confused look. Kiba's hand slid down Iruka's face, to the parted lips just above the head of his erection. "Does it bother you?" Kiba asked quietly as his fingers played at Iruka's mouth.

Iruka had no idea what he was talking about. Does what bother me? He raised an eyebrow in question, even as he began to lick and suck on the playful fingers. Kiba's eyes closed on their own as Iruka sucked hard on one finger, Kami how he wanted Iruka to suck his cock just as hard. "The taste." He breathed. "Does it bother you? You don't have to if.....AAAH!"

Iruka cut him off by abandoning the fingers and taking him in clear to the back of his throat. He didn't play around anymore, he intended to show the idiot that if he didn't like something, he damn well didn't do it. His hand moved in time with his mouth as he pulled his lips up the shaft to the tip and slammed back down to the base, feeling the impact deep within his throat. He swallowed around the large cock more for emphasis than anything else.

Kiba was arched like a bow string. The only parts of his body touching the bed were his head and his heels. The strong scarred hands were gripping the top of the headboard, the knuckles were white. Iruka would periodically swirl his tongue around the head before he slammed the thing back down his throat. When Kiba was close, he changed tactics and began to suck hard on the length, still sliding it in and out of his mouth, but with less violence and speed.

Iruka heard the headboard crack beneath the man's grip, just before hot liquid filled his mouth. He swallowed reflexively at first, then took a little time to taste the man's essence. What had he meant? Iruka was puzzled. Kiba tasted, well to Iruka he tasted wonderful, but even if someone didn't like that odd hint of earthiness, still it wasn't any worse than anyone else. Who had made him so self conscious of this? Iruka was a little angry. He'd find out later.

He raised his head even as the last bit of fluid was leaking from the tip. "Kiba." He only said his name, but the command was there and Kiba obeyed. The dog nin looked down at him and watched in amazement as Iruka licked his cock clean, every last drop of him was savored.

When Iruka crawled up his body, sliding against him so sensually, Kiba's heart fluttered wildly. I didn't know it would be this good..... Iruka had just given him the best blow job in his life. No, in the world. Kiba was pretty sure he'd do just about anything to have that repeated.

He lay there, dazed as Iruka's oh so talented mouth marched up from his crotch to his neck. Iruka wasn't done yet. He began viciously sucking on and marking Kiba's neck. He managed to speak. "Are you marking your territory, puppy-chan?"

Iruka raised his head and gave him an odd look. "What?" There was a hint of irritation in the voice. If he's referring to those damn boxers.........

If half Kiba's brain hadn't just shot out his cock, he might have recognized the danger. "You liked my gift I see?" Kiba reached up lazily and pulled the stuffed puppy off of the head board. "In my head, he's Iruka-chan and you are my puppy-chan." The dog nin said as he smiled almost lovingly at the puppy.

It might have been cute, if Iruka wasn't suddenly so pissed. Iruka was hard, but clear headed. Apparently Kiba's brain went soft, just after he did and the awakening erection must be pulling much needed blood from his other head. "You're the one who did that to me?!" Iruka hissed between clenched teeth.

Kiba's brain caught up to his mouth then and he looked at Iruka in complete horror. "Oh Kami! I didn't mean for you to find out like this. I...I....just....well......Oh please don't throw me out Iruka. Please. I'll do anything. I never meant......I didn't want it to..........." He threw his head back and smashed the stuffed puppy into his face. "Please tell me I haven't lost you already." That last almost came out as a stifled sob.

"If I threw you out, how could I make you pay for this?" Iruka's voice was frighteningly calm and far too soft. But, he wasn't throwing Kiba out, so there was hope.

Kiba uncovered his face and looked at the one he wanted to keep. "What can I do?" He really was desperate to make it right. He knew Iruka needed to get even and he was prepared to accept the consequences. "Anything, if you'll forgive me. I mean that."

Iruka smiled wickedly. "Every-night, Kiba. You are going to spend every night with me. Whether that's helping me grade papers or letting me fuck you into the mattress. You will be here every night for a month and you won't complain, even once." Kiba almost died of relief, he let his head fall back onto the bed. "And Kiba?" The dog nin looked up again. "Those parts of me 'no one else gets to see'......." Iruka reached under the comforter near the foot of the bed, where he'd placed a few items from the chest earlier. "You are going to get to know them....intimately." Iruka produced a cock ring, a large vibrator, and a tube of the flavored lube. Kiba looked a little worried, but excited too and Iruka was pleased.

Watching while Iruka stroked him hard again, then licked that hardness up and down slicking it, then watching the slow progress of the cock ring from his tip to his base; well that was something entirely new for Kiba. As was the sensation of being so constrained. He was already breathing hard and Iruka really hadn't touched him that much. He looked up at his seme with pleading eyes. Yes, Kiba had accepted it, Iruka was his seme and as long as Kiba was Iruka's only uke, the situation would be fine with him.

Iruka looked at his handiwork. Kiba was a very inviting sight, like this. His back was braced against Iruka's broken headboard, the splintered wood only made it more erotic. The fact that Kiba had that kind of strength without using chakra was so hot! The most erotic thing about him was his face. His eyes glittered. The red slash marks on his cheeks stood out against the dark tanned cheeks like battle wounds. The sensual neck with the scar that proved this man knew danger, that led to the broad muscular shoulders and chest. The chest led to solid washboard abs and a trim waist. From there, Kiba was spread eagle on the bed, his manhood standing proud and tall, flushed a reddish brown. He must run around naked to be so tan, everywhere! The thought pleased the chuinin.

Iruka grasped Kiba's strong calves and pushed them up and out, spreading the man's legs further, opening Kiba to him. Kiba's breathing was labored, it had been since Iruka had ringed him. Kiba was enjoying this. He liked the excitement of it all. He liked not knowing exactly what was coming or how he would react to it. It was very liberating, not having all the pressure on him, not being expected to act like a wild rutting animal. It was a role he filled well and one he had always enjoyed, but this was different and soo much better.

Iruka stroked the insides of the thick thighs with feather light touches. Kiba moaned and shivered, watching him intently. Iruka had to resist the urge to kiss and suck where his hands were working. He'd done enough of that for now. Iruka made sure Kiba was watching him as he reached for the lube and the vibrator. Kiba eyed the vibrator with trepidation. Maybe he'd never used one. Iruka felt a little thrill, it would be nice if some of this was a first for the jounin, it would make this special to Kiba.

Kiba watched as Iruka worked the lube all over three of his long graceful fingers. He was trying to relax, but he was soo turned on. Watching Iruka do anything was a turn on. Kiba got excited watching the man chew on his pencil while reading mission reports. This was surreal. Iruka gently lifted one of Kiba's legs with the other hand, letting it droop over Iruka's strong forearm. His other hand moved down between Kiba's wide spread legs.

"Relax for me, I don't want to hurt you." Iruka's voice sounded soo much deeper than normal. Lust coated it completely.

This is really happening. I'm about to be fucked by the hottest guy I know. Kiba closed his eyes and tried to relax. He felt a warm slick finger begin circling the tight ring of muscle and groaned deep in his chest. He wanted to see Iruka's face, but was sure he'd tense up with excitement. The finger toyed with him, stroking and caressing the sensitive pucker. Iruka didn't rush, he had all the time he needed. He could control himself, he wanted this to be perfect. Kiba didn't bottom often. Iruka was pretty sure he would want this again with Kiba, so that meant it had to be perfect.

It was excruciating. Iruka had been gently teasing his tight hole for what felt like a lifetime. Kiba needed something more! He needed penetration dammit! What the hell is he thinking?! Kiba was trying to be patient, they were getting used to each other and that could be awkward and difficult at times, but he knew they needed to be honest with each other about their needs and what he needed was for Iruka to stop fucking toying with him!

"Dammit Iruka." Kiba hissed out as the man grazed him with a nail again. Kami that felt so good it hurt, or was it the other way around? He groaned again and forgot he'd spoken.

Iruka had been watching him intently, he knew Kiba needed more, but he needed Kiba to recognize it first. "What is it Kiba-chan?" He asked sweetly as he pressed lightly against that tender opening. Kiba hissed and pressed back against his finger. Iruka moved the finger away, circling again. Kiba had to ask for it.

"Iruka please, please stop teasing."

It was all Iruka needed. Okay, Kiba-chan, no more teasing." He added extra lube to his fingers and slid the first digit in smoothly. Kiba hissed and bucked against him. The tight heat clamped around Iruka's finger like a vice. "Easy Kiba, relax. Kami, you're soo tight." Iruka's cock jumped in anticipation. He couldn't even imagine how wonderful being inside that tight ass would be. He began stroking Kiba's thigh, kissing the sensitive skin on the inside of that thigh, trying to distract the younger man.

"Move....please......" He had been waiting for Kiba to relax, but that apparently wasn't going to happen. He began to move his finger slowly, deeper in and then shallow. He waited until Kiba's breathing regulated a bit before exploring, seeking out that one spot that would give his strong uke the most pleasure. He found it quickly enough and Kiba cried out his name as he stroked it. He continued, until his name sounded like a mantra from the panting mouth of his lover.

He moved more quickly than he'd planned and added a second finger. Kiba was so excited, he knew he couldn't be more patient, the man needed more. Almost immediately, he began scissoring his fingers, trying to stretch and prepare Kiba's incredibly tight cavern for insertion. It seemed like forever before he felt he could add the third finger. Kiba was begging and pleading with him, almost incoherent with desire. Finally, he was working three digits in the warmth. Iruka almost skipped the vibrator, but decided, it would be best not to. The toy could help ensure that he didn't injure Kiba. It would prepare him that much more. Iruka was certain that he would have difficulty being gentle. He wanted to slam into the man so badly it almost hurt.

The fingers left him and Kiba wanted to scream in frustration. Then something hard and larger than the fingers was being slowly pushed past the tight ring of muscle. It wasn't Iruka and that was what he really wanted. He wanted the man to slam in and out of him. He wanted to feel hot cum coating his insides. He wanted to share that moment of bliss as they were connected. Kiba wasn't able to concentrate on such thoughts for long. Iruka was truly skilled. It wasn't long before Kiba was calling his name again and praying to Kami and Iruka hadn't even turned the thing on yet.

Iruka was very pleased that he'd waited. Watching Kiba writhe and moan before he'd turned the vibrator on had been wonderful, but after was fucking amazing. He was so close to release the he had to stop. He didn't want to, but he couldn't take the sights or sounds a delirious Kiba presented much longer and not cum. He slid back towards the foot of the bed as Kiba moaned loudly. Why?" Kiba cried heart brokenly.

He was missing the vibrator. Iruka smirked. By now, Kiba would feel so open and empty, yes that was perfect. Iruka reached into the still open drawer blindly. He gasped, as he slid the ring around himself. Kami he was so hard and so close. He gulped in much needed air as he steadied himself. He looked up and met Kiba's glowing eyes.

Now, now I'm going to make you mine. Iruka hadn't even realized when he'd decided that Kiba should be his, but he was sure it was true. He positioned himself between Kiba's legs, taking one in his hand and draping it over his strong forearm again. He waited. He needed Kiba to ask him for it. It was something he had to have from the man.

Kiba was astounded to look down his body, past his hard ringed cock, only to see Iruka placing one around his own engorged flesh. Kami, I'm in for it now. It was a wonderful thought and a very nice sight. Iruka looked up at him and his eyes were hot black coals. There was a sense of possession that passed through Kiba, he felt owned and loved it.

Iruka moved toward him, he positioned them both and then, nothing. He just knelt there, looking down at Kiba, with an unreadable look on his handsome face. Kiba almost cried. He was so empty. He felt so open and needy. "Please Iruka, please. I want you....please please please just fuck me." Then he added this and didn't know why, except that the feeling of being owned was so wonderful that he wanted to keep it, "Please own me."

Iruka shivered and gave him exactly what he'd asked for. He entered Kiba slowly, he fucked Kiba slowly. It was torture for them both, neither able to release, both needing it so much. It went on forever. Iruka filled him so perfectly, Iruka stroked his prostate just right. There was nothing the man did that wasn't fucking amazing. Kiba was sure he'd die of it all.

Kiba had asked him for it. He'd asked him to take him, to make him his. Iruka was in heaven. There had never been anything to compare to this. Kiba felt so wonderful, clenched so tightly around him. He moaned and squirmed and it sent lightning bolts of pleasure through Iruka's body, his soul. When he couldn't take it anymore, he used a sharp controlled chakra pulse to cut both his and Kiba's rings at the same time, and they plummeted into the abyss together, just as they had soared together.

"This night isn't over yet Kiba-chan." Iruka purred as he caught his breath. Kiba just whimpered.


The next day a very rumpled Kiba walked into the missions office the next day. He was hunched over, his shoulders almost completely obscuring his neck. This was the last place he'd wanted to be, but he had received a message that Iruka wanted to see him about a mission report he'd turned in. He really didn't want to see Iruka right now. He was still trying to figure some things out. He sat down at one of the tables and tried to think.

Naruto walked up behind him and slapped him on the back of the head. It was a knee jerk reaction. He didn't even think before his head came up and he'd landed a hit in the blond's side.

"Whoa! Kiba what the hell are you wearing?" Naruto would have to shout it at the top of his rather large lungs. Everyone in the room turned to look. "Is that a dog collar?!" No point in trying to hide it now.

"Dude, just sit down and shut up, Okay?!"

"So did you manage to get Kakashi?" the dog-nin asked with a slight pout.

"Kakashi and Genma, thank you very much. Oy, What's wrong with you?"

Kiba said it before he could stop himself. "My ass hurts and I have no idea who got it!" His distress also raised the volume of his voice more than he'd intended and the room broke out into fits of laughter. Kiba lowered his head to the table and began to bang his head into it.

"That doesn't explain the new neck-ware." Kakashi, just what Kiba needed. The silver haired jounin sat down next to Naruto and grinned at Kiba's discomfort. Sadistic smug bastards. All of them. He had conveniently forgotten his and Naruto's 'little' prank.

"It's stuck on with chakra." He growled without raising his head. "I can't get it off. If I try, it hurts like hell and if I try to hide it under clothing the damn thing itches like crazy." He resumed pounding his head.

"Let's see." He slowly raised his head and Kakashi touched the collar and they yelped in unison. "Damn. That hurt." Kakashi held his injured hand. "Who did you let do this to you?"

"If I knew that Kakashi! Then I'd know who made my ass hurt and maybe I could ask the bastard if I'd at least enjoyed myself." Kiba was yelling now and really didn't care. The room was silent now.

Kakashi spoke again after a moment. "Well when you do, you might offer to buy him something to eat. It looks like he devoured your neck, shoulder, hmm, just where do those bruises stop anyway?" The older man asked mildly.

"Fuck off Kakashi, just fuck off." His head hit the table a few more times as his response was met with more laughter from the room.

"Oh I will, but not with you." Kakashi said with a smirk.

Things settled down shortly before Iruka entered the main room from the back of the office. He was carrying some papers and swaying happily to a little music player tucked into his belt. The rest of the room was happy to watch. It was playing a dance tune. The song had a good beat, but it was the words that stopped Kiba cold, midway through banging his head again.

He looked up at Iruka as the man walked away and something sparked his memory. The words ran through his mind 'How much is that doggy in the window' more beats 'the one with the waggily tail' the next part was drowned out as Kiba groaned loudly. "Iruka!"

Said nin turned and looked at Kiba questioningly, innocence sparkled around him like fairy dust. "Yes?"

"Naruto you asshole, you told him!"

"I did not! I was too busy getting pleasantly punished by Kakashi and Genma."

"Yes the fuck you did!" Kiba growled.

Iruka started laughing. "No Kiba. You told me."

"No way!"

Iruka just smiled and performed the necessary hand signs. The genjutsu dispelled from Kiba's mind in a blaze of lust filled images. Iruka's strong hands stroking him; Iruka's mouth on his cock, taking his cum, swallowing it; Iruka stretching and preparing him. Oh Kami how he'd begged to be filled, then Iruka's long hard cock sliding slowly inside, filling him the way he'd begged; long, slow, deep thrusts pushing him slowly toward release; Iruka crying his name as they came together. The images cascaded through him, rolled over him. Then there were the toys and the games and............he slowly began to remember where he was. He opened eyes he hadn't realized he'd closed. "Sweet Kami, Iruka, are you trying to kill me?" He gasped.

Iruka smiled innocently. The man was a genius at dissembling. No one would ever guess the things Kiba now knew. That innocent demeanor hid a sex god, a very kinky sex god. Kiba was hooked. He'd never want another man, never want anyone the way he wanted his sweet pleasurably sadistic 'puppy-chan'. "So when do I get the damn collar off?"

Iruka smiled and acted as if he'd never spoken. "Oh, by the way. I saw this on the floor a bit ago, maybe it belongs to you. He pulled something from his pocket and held his palm up. Kiba couldn't see what it was. He had to get up in front of everyone and walk over to Iruka. The infuriating man was so adorable when he played innocent, but now Kiba could see the demanding sensuality in this situation and he was having a hard time controlling his arousal. When he reached Iruka he almost choked. It was a small silver dog tag. It was even engraved with; 'PROPERTY OF U. I.'. He looked up at his lover with pleading eyes. "You said you would do anything, remember?" Iruka whispered.

Kiba nodded, he remembered. He'd do anything to keep Iruka and if that meant letting the man get even for the embarrassment he'd caused, then he'd wear the damn thing. "Are we even after this?" He whispered back and sighed when Iruka smiled and nodded. Iruka clipped the tag on and promptly left him to his misery. The only bright spot was his other punishment. He got to spend every night for a month with his sweet wicked Iruka.

~Fin~