Repeat Customer

Author's Note: Okay, after surviving sickness and school for a bit longer, I bring the third but not final part of Repeat Customer. I've had this written up for probably well over a week? Even working on it outside of classes and I must say I do like where it is heading. I really don't have anything to say for this part of the fic other than there is graphic yaoi, cuteness, and a plot twist. So, I hope you enjoy.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or its characters. No money is being made from this.


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Repeat Customer

Part 3

Kakashi was the first to awake, opening his eyes slowly. He was actually afraid that it had all been a very graphic dream. Something stirred and his bi-colored eyes locked on the target. Iruka was still in the throes of sleep.

He looked even cuter, his hair framing his golden face, his mouth in a faint smile. His body was curled close against Kakashi, his hands resting on his bared chest.

The sunlight was streaming through the window and Kakashi wondered what time it was. It was usually pretty late when the sunlight came to this part of the apartment.

“Iruka,” he breathed, kissing his nose lightly. The other man opened his eyes, his coffee colored orbs looking up at Kakashi. He shifted a little.

“Hm?” he asked, being careful not to move. He felt incredibly sore, more so than he thought.

“I don’t know what time it is, but didn’t you have work today/” he chuckled.

“Yes! I did,” he gasped, trying to get out of the bed. He tried to ignore the shooting pain in his lower half.

“Hold on,” Kakashi said, grabbing Iruka’s wrist. “We will call and see if Izumo and Kotetsu can do it today. You need to rest and they need to work,” he smiled.

Iruka stopped moving, just sitting on the bed beside Kakashi. He could see blood and cum on the sheets from last night. He blushed a little, knowing that he had stained the white perfection.

“You’re right,” he sighed with a soft smile.

“I know,” he grinned. “You stay here and I’ll go get the phone. Just rest.” He pulled Iruka in for a kiss and then rolled off the side, stretching and allowing his muscles to warm up.

It had been so long since he had engaged in that particular activity, that he was kind of sore as well. Iruka fell in the sheets, watching Kakashi.

Yes, he was just as beautiful now as he had been last night. His eyes trailed down from the back of his messy head, to his back, to his ass before Iruka blushed and looked away, chuckling.

Kakashi turned around, looking at Iruka among his sheets. His tanned skin contrasted beautifully with the stark white of the material.

“Iruka, you’re beautiful,” he said, giving him a serious look, so that the slightly younger man would understand. He flushed with color and buried his face in the pillows.

Kakashi opened the door, forgetting that he had eight impatient dogs on the other side. They rushed in around his legs, nearly knocking him over on their way to Iruka.

“Good morning guys!” Iruka laughed as they attacked him with their tongues and paws, further pressing him into the bed in their eagerness for his affection.

Kakashi smiled as he headed for the phone. He had a call from the school. His classes would live one day without him. They had before. Someone else would just be called in to take over, probably Genma.

There was also a call from the bookstore from Izumo, complaining about working and asking if Iruka was there. He erased both, picking up the phone and heading back to Iruka. It was around twelve. He hadn’t slept that long on a weekday in probably several years.

The dogs were all curled around Iruka as he tried to pet all of them. He didn’t want any of them to feel left out. Kakashi climbed back on the bed, moving his pug, Pakkun, so that he could lie back down.

“Anyone looking for me?” Iruka asked.

“Izumo. He left a message asking if you were here and doing his usual complaint about work.”

“Ah, I see. I’ll straighten him out.”

“Okay. I’ll go and get you some pain killers ready. Just come out when you’re ready. I’ll have lunch started.”

“Are you sure you don’t need me to do anything?”

“I’m sure. Make your phone call and feel free to get a shower and borrow some clothes.”

“Thank you Kakashi.”

“No problem.” He kissed Iruka, letting his lips linger on the other man’s, keeping their bodies pressed together, soaking up his body heat. “Come on guys, let Iruka rest,” he smiled, calling the dogs after him.

Iruka rested his head against the headboard. He shut his eyes and smiled before he dialed the number, listening to it ring a few times.

“Hello?” Kotetsu answered.

“What happened to answer the phone as a business?” Iruka teased.

“Caller I.D.” Kotetsu shot back.

“Where is Izumo?” Iruka asked. “You didn’t finally sell him did you?”

“Well someone is in a good mood this morning. I’m thinking someone got laid?” Iruka blushed, even over the phone, and couldn’t answer.

“Kotetsu, who are you being mean to-oh hey Iruka-sensei. Stayed at pervert ninja’s again did you?”

“Well yes. Do you two have the store under control or is it burning to the ground now?”

“Ha Iruka sensei, well, we can handle this. You take the day off with ninja wannabe and leave everything to us.”

“Alright Izumo, I trust you,” he said.

“You should every now and again. Just have fun.”

“Okay Izumo, thank you.”

“Don’t worry about it.” They shared goodbyes and Iruka hung up. He pulled the sheets back and got a good look at himself.

He was covered in dried cum, blood staining the insides of his legs. He blushed; he needed a shower. How could Kakashi just let him run around looking like this?

He tried to make his way from the bed to the bathroom very slowly. He was very sore indeed.

“Do you want some help?” Kakashi asked.

“If you don’t mind,” he blushed again. He hadn’t even heard the man enter the room again as he had been so focused on trying to make it without falling or crying.

“Come on.” He picked Iruka up bridal style, making him gasp as his arms flew around his neck. He was surprised that Kakashi could pick him up like that.

“Is this okay? You’re not going to hurt yourself are you?” he worried.

“It’s fine.” Kakashi kissed him as he headed into the bathroom. He set Iruka on the toilet as he drew up water for a bath. It would be better for him to soak than to stand up.

He gripped Iruka’s hands as he stepped into the low tub. He blushed when he realized that Kakashi was still stark naked as his cock was right at Iruka’s eye level.

The water was delightfully warm as it rushed around Iruka’s most sensitive areas. Kakashi smiled at him, kissing his head, and dipping a washcloth in the water.

“Can you get in the tub with me?” Iruka asked, feeling like a small child.

“Of course.” He climbed in behind his boyfriend, wrapping his arms around him as he wiped him off with the washcloth. His face nuzzled in Iruka’s neck.

The scent of Kakashi’s body wash was mixed with the little bit of steam from the water, once Kakashi began to use it to get the bodily fluids off.

Iruka couldn’t bite back the moan as he fell into Kakashi’s chest. His boyfriend’s hands felt so good all over his aching body.

The bath was good for Kakashi as well, drawing out the soreness and tension. He hadn’t even started lunch yet. He had worried about whether Iruka would be able to move well enough or not.

They didn’t speak but rather touched. While Kakashi was cleaning Iruka’s cock, his gentle caresses turned the sensitive piece of anatomy into a throbbing problem, which was practically expected.

“Ngh,” he moaned, flushing red and reaching a hand down to try and touch himself. Kakashi nipped his shoulder, intercepting Iruka’s hand as he used the other to begin pleasuring. He started slow at first, to torture him, before his hand sped up.

He let go of Iruka’s hand as he began to stroke himself as well, until he felt Iruka reach around to help him. After a few more minutes, Iruka fell against Kakashi, both of them pleased.

“Now we have to clean off again,” Iruka sighed.

“I know,” Kakashi stated simply.

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“Oh, good to see you at work today, you know, glad you could join us,” Kotetsu teased. Iruka was sitting behind the counter, manga in hand. Kakashi had dropped him off.

“Oh yeah,” he said, feeling distracted. He couldn’t stop thinking of Kakashi or the soreness anytime he walked or moved in a certain way. But that was just fine with him; he had finally made love with Kakashi.

“Iruka, the phone is ringing,” Izumo shouted. He blushed and answered his mind miles away.

X

Soon, Iruka was back in school, taking classes and working at the same time. He had a few classes since he was part time. This limited the hours he could take to try and finish his degree, but it was worth it if he would be done soon.

He ended up just living with Kakashi most of the time, instead of going home. Kakashi lived closer to the school anyway. He couldn’t stand being away from him for longer than twenty-four hours, twelve hours was pushing the limit.

Most nights he was too tired to try and drive home anyway. Eventually, he just got rid of his apartment and moved in for good. Kakashi was pleased though. He had never had anyone live with him before.

But having Iruka there was wonderful. Kakashi wasn’t sure how he had lived without him and he knew that Iruka felt the same way. The dogs loved Iruka to death and Kakashi was glad for the extra help.

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“Iruka,” he started as they were lying in bed one night. A few weeks had passed already.

“Hm?” He rolled over to look at him.

“Do you still want to do it at the store?” It was silent for a little while; Kakashi thought Iruka had gone to sleep.

“Yes, I still want to, but you have to bring some things.”

“Like?” Iruka blushed and leaned over to tell him, not wanting to say them any louder than he had to. “Alright then.” He kissed the top of his head, holding him close.

“Tomorrow, I close the shop. Come then,” Iruka told him.

“I will.” They snuggled close together, holding hands as the dogs came in and jumped on the bed with them.

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“Hey, we’ll see you later,” Izumo smiled as Kotetsu tugged on his arm.

“Alright. I’ll be fine,” he nodded. Kakashi was standing in front of the counter waving.

“Don’t hurt him ninja boy,” Kotetsu smiled as he all but drug Izumo out of the store. They were off for a night of drinking.

“Me hurt you?” he asked as he wrapped his arms around Iruka, once he walked around the counter. He kissed his neck gently, tasting the sweet skin.

“I know right?” He leaned into the touch he craved so much, the smell he was very used to. His favorite place in the world was probably Kakashi’s arms.

Kakashi began to suck on the skin, leaving a red mark. Iruka, caught off surprise, moaned and leaned back enjoying the feel of Kakashi; taking pleasure over duty.

“No wait, I need to lock up,” he said, trying to pull away. His lips were pulled into a wide smile. He didn’t want any after-hours customers walking in on the show.

“Hurry back,” Kakashi told him breathlessly. Iruka ran and locked the door. As he was jogging by Kakashi’s aisle, arms reached out and grabbed him.

He yelled until he felt Kakashi’s mouth on his, his warm tongue invading Iruka’s cavern. He wrapped his arms around him as they started to the floor.

Hands were tangled in his hair, pulling the elastic out. Iruka allowed his hands to be pinned above his head. He trusted Kakashi after all.

The slightly older man began to tease him, stroking under his loose shirt, nipping and blowing on his tan skin. He could have done him quickly over the counter, but he wanted it to be the aisle that he first spotted the ginger beauty on.

“Kakashi,” he gasped as a hand began undoing his pants, reaching inside to play with his hard member. Every sense was heightened because of the semi-public choice.

“Don’t worry Iruka,” he breathed, kissing his neck again. He pushed Iruka’s pants down some as he let go of his hands. He stopped for a few minutes, consulting a bag he had with him.

“What are you going to do?” Iruka asked as he lay on the floor with his shirt halfway up and his pants about halfway down, rather exposed and vulnerable. Kakashi hadn’t used any of his toys with Iruka yet.

“You’ll see,” he said as he started to tie his wrists together with a cloth. Iruka felt a little nervous. Kakashi began to slide his pants all the way to his ankles as he spread his legs.

He leaned in and started kissing the tan skin on the inside of his legs, right up to his prominent member. Iruka moaned softly, his back arching off the floor some. It still made him shiver when Kakashi did things like this, since he was still new to sex.

“That’s a good boy,” Kakashi told him before he licked the slit of his thick member, tasting the familiar pre-cum. He took Iruka in his mouth, sucking him off slowly, his dark eyes scanning the writhing form before him.

He used his finger to gently prod his opening, causing him to gasp out in surprise. He pulled a brightly colored red dildo out, turning it onto a low setting and using it around Iruka’s entrance.

Iruka moaned loudly, experiencing mind blowing stimulation from both his boyfriend’s mouth and the toy. His fingernails dug into his palms as he kept his arms above his head obediently.

“Kakashi,” he sighed. The man smiled up at him, his lips still locked around his member.

He moved the dildo to a higher setting as he tried to suck Iruka faster. The younger man was wriggling in pleasure, his back arching off the floor.

He knew Iruka was getting close, so he stopped both stimulators, listening to his groans. He dug around in the bag for the anal beads.

These were also a brilliant shade of red in gradual sizes from smallest to largest. Iruka kept his mouth shut as Kakashi spread his legs again.

He slid the first one into Iruka’s tight entrance, listening to his gasps, watching his ginger eyes grow wide as his face came under the gaze.

Kakashi grinned as he slid in the next and slightly larger bead. Iruka squirmed around a little, trying to get used to the intrusion.

He continued slipping beads in at a slow pace, listening to the strangled sounds of pleasure from Iruka as his face twisted in confusion. They didn’t hurt, but he wasn’t used to the shape.

They automatically felt rather comfortable after they were all in and Kakashi began to move them in and out slowly. Iruka sighed, shutting his eyes.

He felt Kakashi’s lips attached to his; gently entering his mouth as his other hand slowly stroked his cock. Kakashi slowly pulled the beads out for the last time.

Iruka gave a few grunts of protest and waited.

His boyfriend slowly pulled his pants down, freeing his own complaining member, giving it a few slow pumps. Iruka watched, trying to ignore the aching need.

His boyfriend was beautiful, every curve was sculpted like a work of art; every detail catching the eye and leading pupils on a feast for fantasy.

Kakashi got down between his legs, pulling them up to rest on his shoulders as he positioned himself at the slightly younger man’s entrance. Iruka merely watched, biting his lip in anticipation.

He lubed up and then slid in gently. Iruka squeezed his eyes shut; he could never get used to that feeling. Kakashi always waited for his signal though.

After a few seconds, he gave his node and Kakashi began to thrust in at a slow pace, showering Iruka with kisses. He didn’t want to hurt him on purpose.

His face picked up when Iruka began responding with quiet moans and small arches. His fingers itched to grab onto Kakashi but his hands were tied.

Kakashi’s fingers gripped his ass and hips hard enough to leave imprints. In fact, there were crescent shapes decorating the tanned flesh in varying depths.

“Kakashi,” he moaned. “My hands,” he gasped. His boyfriend lifted him up so that he was sitting in his lap now as he grabbed at the cloth and kissed Iruka fiercely.

His fingers grabbed Kakashi’s hair as he began to ride the other man and his mouth was ravaged. Kakashi gripped him with one hand and began to stroke him with the other.

He could feel his orgasm starting to uncoil in his stomach as he began to chant his lover’s name to stimulate and encourage himself. He was so close he could almost taste it.

On one particularly powerful thrust, he cried out as he orgasmed onto both of them in pearly arcs as Kakashi continued until his end.

He felt his boyfriend’s hot seed fill him up and coat the delicate skin of his rear end. Iruka’s head rested in the crook of Kakashi’s neck as they both tried to regain steady breathing.

“Iruka, I love you,” Kakashi told him as he stroked the soft locks, tangling his fingers in the ends.

“I love you too,” he whispered as he clung to his boyfriend. Kakashi held him until he thought Iruka could stand on his own.

They dressed quietly and began to clean up, making sure there was no mess on the floor. Iruka couldn’t stop blushing though. He would never look at the store in the same light ever again.

Kakashi kissed the end of his scarred nose as they locked up and went home. If only Kotetsu and Izumo knew what Kakashi was hanging around for that night.

“You know, I have never done it in a bookstore until now,” Kakashi smiled at his blushing boyfriend as he unlocked the door.

“Neither had I.” The dogs jumped on them second they entered the apartment, demanding affection as fast as they could provide it.

“We’ll have to do it again,” he whispered in the shell of Iruka’s ear, wrapping his arms around his waist. He buried his face in the brunette locks, smelling the strawberry shampoo Iruka was fond of.

“Yes,” he squeaked, blushing deeper, turning enough to place a kiss on the corner of Kakashi’s supple mouth.

They grabbed leashes for the dogs; it was unclear if they were walking the dogs or if the dogs were walking them. Their hands locked in the dark alley as they headed around the block.

“You know, this was one of the best birthday’s I’ve had in a long time,” Kakashi told him.

“Oh?”

“Yes. Thank you Iruka.” They shared a passionate kiss before continuing on.

“You’re welcome,” the younger man smiled. “But I have a surprise waiting for you later.”

“Oh really?” Kakashi grinned. He tried to grab Iruka, but the man took off at a jog.

“It’s in your room,” he laughed as he ran off around the block, Kakashi in tow.

Iruka only beat Kakashi by a few minutes; just enough to take off his clothes and get ready.

“Iruka, what is it?” he heard Kakashi ask as he headed for the bedroom. Iruka dived on the bed, slapping the big red ribbon on his chest. Kakashi opened the door and his bi-colored eyes went wide.

“Happy birthday,” Iruka blushed as Kakashi shut the door and began to move like a predator to a prey.

X

When Kakashi got home from the store one night, he found Iruka passed out over a textbook, pen still in hand, paper half finished. It was probably half way through the semester, well into fall, with Halloween coming up.

He grinned as he gently picked him up, taking him toward the bedroom. The poor thing had been both working and going to school at the same time, and it was finally take its toll.

“Mm, you’re home,” he smiled sleepily trying to touch his boyfriend’s uncovered face.

“Mhm and you’re in bed,” Kakashi told him, setting him down.

“No, I need to finish so I have more time,” he whined, curling up in the pillows. He was already going back to sleep.

“You’ve been working too hard. You need to rest. There will be plenty of time tomorrow.”

“Okay.” He was already asleep. Kakashi ran a hand through his messy hair as he began to undress the younger man, covering him in the blankets.

He went and put away the few items he had gone for, before joining Iruka in the bed. He threw an arm over his waist; he ran his fingers through the silky locks and snuggled in closer behind him.

He wished there were something he could do to help; at least to loosen him up as his boyfriend was a workaholic.

X

“So, how did you do on that test?” he man next to Iruka asked. He was his only sort of friend in the whole class, the rest being unfriendly. Maybe acquaintance was more acceptable.

“Oh, I did great,” Iruka beamed. “What about you Mizuki?” he asked.

The silver-haired man sighed as he answered: “Horrible. I didn’t understand the material.”

“Really? It wasn’t that hard,” Iruka commented feeling a little stunned. He knew Mizuki was smart; all the professors loved his work. It was inconceivable that he would actually fail something.

“Maybe I need a tutor?” he mused, looking to Iruka.

“I guess it wouldn’t hurt. I would help you,” he offered, not wanting anyone to do badly.

“Really? That’s nice of you.” Mizuki flashed a bright smile himself.

“I have a big heart. It’s one of the things my partner loves about me,” he confessed trying to keep his face from flushing.

“Partner huh? That’s sweet,” Mizuki told him. Iruka didn’t pick up on the coldness of his smile as he blushed and mumbled a ‘thank you.’

“When would be a good time for you?” He was hoping the answer wouldn’t be that night.

“After class, if you can.” It was around eight o’ clock at night. Iruka didn’t have work but he did want to get home to Kakashi for some time besides school work.

“Yeah, I’ll just call and let him know so he can come and pick me up later.” Mizuki nodded.

Iruka called Kakashi on his cell phone and let him know, thinking it probably wouldn’t be all that late and a projected time to come and get him. His car was in the shop for a tune up.

Kakashi trusted Iruka, knowing that he loved to help people and he often stayed late to get materials. He had a strange feeling that something was wrong though. He tried to bush it off as it just being Halloween after all.

“Okay, let’s go to the library,” Iruka smiled. He couldn’t wait to get home to Kakashi though.

“Alright.” Mizuki followed along after him to the abandoned library for study time.

He felt uncomfortable around Mizuki tonight, despite the nice smile he wore. Something was wrong, but he couldn’t put a finger to it just yet. Mizuki was actually rather strange compared to the other times Iruka had been around him.

He set his things down, preparing to sit when he was pushed against the chair and table. He cried out in painful surprise.

“What are you doing?” he yelled trying to turn around and look at Mizuki.

“Taking advantage of a situation,” Mizuki said. He held Iruka’s arms behind his back as he tried to struggle. He wasn’t very good at fighting.

“I thought you needed help,” he said, dismayed that this man was pinning him against the chair.

“I do, but not with what I told you,” he answered licking the shell of Iruka’s ear. The other man felt a disgusted shudder run through him.

“Please don’t do this,” Iruka pleaded, hoping it wasn’t entirely futile. “Just let me go,” he cried.

Mizuki didn’t answer with words, but he began to undo poor Iruka’s pants as one his hands covered Iruka’s mouth to silence any sound that might burst forth.

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Author's End Note: Oh no! What is going to happen? Review and tell me what you think and all that.