Get him NOW!

Part 4.


The door burst in, there in his full battle glory stood the famous copy Nin.

A collective sigh hit the room like a rush of wind, also in time with an impressive quick movement form Kakashi. One minute he was there, foot raised from kicking the chakra infused iron door, the next he had his hands about Ibiki’s throat, sanguine red eye working almost as insane as Iruka’s brown.

“Is this how we treat our own now?” spoke a silky quiet dangerous voice over a background of whimpers.

None of them could answer the prime example of male pride and protection of a mate, a kunai appeared to press to the cool torture experts larynx and to the scared mans merit he did not flinch under the other mans touch or threat of violence.

“Please… Raidou… ride me… please….. It huts …so much.” that lone voice, braking in points from the waves of increasing spiking chakra.

Kakashi’s hand shifted a fraction and Ibiki took advantage by stepping back so the man on the table could see the new addition to the room. The howling scream split the air and broke Genma making the shinobi crumble to the floor weeping into his lovers out stretched hands.

“Fuck… “

Raidou rubbed his life-mates sweat covered back, whispering in his ear to try and distract him from the horror that was happening. Why was Kakashi not jumping his life-mate? Were they so gravely mistaken, was this man the wrong one, had all their efforts gone to go to waste?

“He’s your mate, a stupid and undeniably strong one, but still your life-mate.” Deep tones with no hint of amusement split the air.

Light and red narrowed, not liking what he was being told. “Why can’t he just read porn and use his hand? It’s served me well over the last 10 years. I could even recommend a couple of juicy chapters to get him started.”

Ibiki looks stunned at the copy Nin, so it was true the man more than shunned getting close to anyone, actively seeking to place a invisible wall between himself and the painful world he lived in. This was why the Hokage had made the rules about shinobi having two playmates to compliment their life-mate, it kept them sane and balanced knowing there was love and support. Shaking his head at the clueless Nin and pointed at both Raidou and Genma in turn, the fatigue clear on their facers.

“Out, get seen to and your both off the rota for a week.” This was Ibiki’s business voice and both stumbled, naked as the day their mothers let them see the light of the world for the first time, out the room.

“You, I am surprised at. So here we go, life-mate 101, or sex for dummies.” Ibiki held the now one eyed glare form across the still writhing body of Iruka. His moan constant, but much quieter as his throat was now a tatted mess.
“A life-mate is the only one who can break this, you fuck him or he fucks you, I don’t care but you both have to orgasm. Yes there is more but only those who have gone though this can explain. I’m not one of them. Dick about any more scarecrow and you will be killing Iruka. Tsunade has given me orders to use any means at my disposal to stop this. If I have to force you to fuck then I will.” Ibiki did not really want to use his last threat. But dam it, time was short.

Kakashi ran a hand over the tight body, muscles corded to the point they would snap if any more tension was added. Fingers ghosting over each restraint, love bite, pool of fluid, and scar like he was assessing the damage. Iruka’s eyes clear of madness and now dull with lust, he clearly begged with them, where his voice now failed.

“Get the door.” It was an order and also a sign of acceptance in one.

Kakashi paid little mind to the dark presence closing the door and once more leaning against the wall. Keeping tight control of his own emotions, the silver-maned young man striped. Not a frenzied fit, but not a seductively slow dance. A deliberate show that he was still in control, still the same icy cool Nin.

The room’s air was cool to his suddenly hot skin, pricking each nerve ending and bringing them leaping alive.
Leaning over he licks the blood mixed pre-cum oozing out, thrusting hips nearly bringing the blunt head of Iruka into his uncovered eye.
Kakashi realised then, he would never have time to prepare either of them, and Iruka’s body could not sustain any more damage from a dry entrance. The need to fill or be filled washed away the jonin’s rational thought that he had been struggling to keep, if only for the sake of the man he did not want to see screaming in such pain ever again.

Iruka’s chakra spiked again, this time finding its own path free, flowing it leapt up to meet Kakashi’s own chakra, clashing together and blending to link the mates in the first stage.

Kakashi pawed at the restraints holding HIS mate down, they were getting in the way of him feeling complete. Fingers so deadly moments before, fumble on shiny buckles, mind reduced to base functions.

Then they was gone, banished with a couple of hand signals from their maker, leaving the silver haired Nin to hastily climb up on the table, hard cock brushing hard cock. The torture expert knew that it was far beyond him applying lubrication, he was safer lent against the wall as silent witness.

Fingers intertwining and mouths became just a dark cavern to explore the delights hidden within, wet muscle battling the other. Both men’s hips thrusting at the others, desperate and feral in their actions.

Kakashi tore his head back to voice a scream that would match any the grey walled room had seen over the last nine hours. His unprepared anus ripped when he hilted Iruka in one swift move. Neither waiting for the much needed time to stretch, each so desperate to pound that tight hole and see if nirvana really did exist on earth. Second stage and the mating was now complete.

Their coupling looked evil to Ibiki, and he had much experience of brutal rape, but for all that, the look he could see in Iruka’s eyes, the relaxed arch to Kakashi’s spine as he rose and fell with some rhythm. This was no rape, no matter how painful.
Ibiki watched fascinated and disgusted at the same time. He should leave, but Tsunade had made it clear he was to see this through to the bitter end.
Kakashi’s shout of completion and Iruka passing out into blissful darkness brought the worried man’s mind back to what his friends had come so close to missing.

Both shinobi’s chi looked slightly different, like an extra layer had been added, and the missing bit added to their soul puzzle. It made the silent watching man want to weep. Not that he did. Moving and becoming very aware again of the arousal that still demanded some form of attention, Ibiki bought over cool water and a cloth to the slumped and heavy breathing Nin still arched over his life-mate.

“Here, we will get you both healed up soon.” Ibiki turned to leave, but a hand stopped him.

“You can’t go out there looking like that.” Kakashi moved off the table, knees crumpling under him, so he grabbed for the nearest support, Ibiki and the table.
On touching the big man, he could feel Iruka’s chakra on him. Pulling back, teeth bared, a possessive growl hit the air.

“You had him too.” The challenge was there in the short sharp words.

“No, no Kakashi.” Ibiki looked the man in the remaining light, eye clouded with fury, pride giving him the strength to say the next bit. “I drained a little of his chakra into me, taking some of his heat into my body.” He makes the point by brushing his tented pants.

Kakashi tightly circling the other’s wrist, leans close, sniffing at first shoulder and neck joint, slowly working his way down to pause at groin level, on and back up. The copy Nin looked satisfied, the information he had just been given was correct.

“Even more reason to not let you leave.” The growl was sexy deep and full of lust.

“I don’t uke.”

“Who said you would have to?”

“You…” Shock plain. “You would let me fuck you?”

“Who said there would be fucking?”

“Oh! Then I decline the offer.” Pulling his wrist free with force, Ibiki walked stiffly from the over heated, sex stinking room. A litany of swearing twisting through his head.

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Vamp: *smiles* There is more to come.