Mine

Title: Fifty-Two
Fandom: Naruto
Pairing: KakashixIruka
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Kashi-kun didn't behave and Iruka-sensei needs to punish him for it. Severely.
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: Don’t own.


AN1:
This wasn’t planned at all but so many asked what Number Fifty-One was that I couldn’t resist writing this.
And I know Iruka offered Kakashi Number Fifty-One in the last part. The title will still make sense in the end.

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Fifty-Two
by nayru-kleinefee


“So, Kashi-kun…”, Iruka-sensei drawls. “Tell me again why I gave you detention.”

“Because I didn’t behave?”, Kakashi murmurs softly, fidgeting on his small seat.

“What was that?”, Iruka-sensei snaps.

“Because… because I didn’t behave, sensei”, Kakashi corrects immediately, his heart pounding in his chest.

“Ah, yes.” Iruka-sensei slowly walks towards him. “You were a very naughty boy, Kashi-kun.”

“Yes, sensei.” The Jounin feels himself shudder and his hands clutch the edge of the small desk he is seated at.

“And what shall I do with you…” Iruka-sensei sits down on the edge of the desk next to his, arms crossed in front of his chest. “For your punishment…”

“Please don’t punish me, sensei”, Kakashi pleads hoarsely. “I promise I will be a good boy from now on, I promise.”

“I can’t believe you.” The Chuunin sighs and shakes his head. “You always promise to be a good boy, Kashi-kun. And then you misbehave again.”

“But I will be a good boy, sensei!”, Kakashi assures. “I will do whatever you want!” Whatever Iruka-sensei wants him to do.

“Kashi-kun…” Iruka-sensei sighs again. “What shall I do with you, hm?” He gets up from the desk and walks to his own in front of the Jounin.

“Please, sensei”, Kakashi breathes, carefully shifting on his seat to get a little more comfortable.

“I really should spank you, I really should…” Iruka-sensei weighs a long ruler in his hand.

“Please… don’t spank me, sensei…”, Kakashi pants and licks his dry lips. “At least not… not with that, sensei, please. I will nev-”

“Come here”, the Chuunin orders and points at the floor in front of the blackboard. “Now.”

“Yes, Iruka-sensei.” The Jounin hurries to get up from his desk but accidentally bumps against the edge of the table with his impossibly hard member in his haste. He gasps and doubles over when pain and pleasure shake him violently.

“I said now”, Iruka-sensei snaps. “Don’t make me angry.”

“No, sensei…” Kakashi hastily limps towards him. Angering Iruka-sensei wouldn’t be in his favour, not at all.

“Good boy.” Iruka-sensei nods in approval. “Now bend over the desk.”

“Sensei…”, Kakashi moans. “Sensei, please… don’t spank me…” It would be so humiliating, especially because he is rather sure that the spanking wouldn’t decrease his arousal unless it would be too harsh and painful. But he would still endure it if Iruka-sensei decided to spank him because Iruka-sensei would want it and it would be Iruka-sensei spanking him.

“Bend. Over.”

“Yes, sensei”, Kakashi whispers and hurries to do as told. He flinches when his erection touches the desk, then again when it is pressed against the hard surface by the weight of his body.

“You’ve been a bad boy”, Iruka-sensei drawls. “A very bad boy, Kashi-kun…”

“Yes, sensei…” He knows that, knows that he’s been so bad, so naughty again, that Iruka-sensei will have to punish him severely.

“Bringing this into school…” A white box is being placed in front of his face on the desk, a box he’s never seen before.

“I’m sorry, Iruka-sensei. I will never d-”

“Silence!”, the Chuunin’s voice whips through the classroom straight into his groin.

Kakashi bites his lip hard not to moan or whimper. He watches, enthralled, how Iruka-sensei slowly opens the box, pulls out the stuffing paper and finally reveals its contents. The Jounin gasps when he sees what it is.

“I think I never saw such a naughty boy as you, Kashi-kun…” Iruka-sensei takes the blue, phallic thing out of the box and turns it in his hand, then holds it out for the Jounin to regard more closely.

Kakashi licks his lips and can’t help the little whimper that escapes his mouth at the sight. A dolphin-shaped dildo! His whole body starts to tremble violently in arousal.

“What were you planning to do with this, hm, Kashi-kun?” Iruka-sensei lifts the toy up to his face and eyes it thoroughly, trailing the tip of his index finger up and down its length almost tenderly. “Tell me.”

“I…” Kakashi swallows hard. “I… I wanted…”

“Yes?”

“I wanted…” He doesn’t know what he could say, what he could have wanted with it. Not when the Chuunin is holding that thing and looking at him and-

“I think I can guess what you wanted to do…” Iruka-sensei arches an eyebrow at him. “Such a bad, naughty boy, Kashi-kun.”

“I’m sorry, sensei…”, Kakashi pants breathlessly. “I’m sorry…”

“No, you aren’t.” Iruka-sensei chuckles. “You are a naughty, naughty boy, Kashi-kun, and you aren’t sorry for it in the slightest.”

“I… I am… sensei… please…” He wants… he needs…

“You say you are?” Iruka-sensei smirks. “Well, then I will have to prove that you aren’t, don’t you think? To make sure that you really deserve your punishment.”

“Oh… oh god…”, Kakashi moans. “Sensei… please…”

“Lift yourself up and pull down your pants”, Iruka-sensei orders.

“Yes…” His whole body shuddering, his legs almost unable to support his weight, Kakashi pushes his body upright and tries to open his pants with trembling fingers. He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath when he can’t even open the button, then tries again and this time succeeds, feeling Iruka-sensei’s gaze on him all the time. Finally, he manages to push down his pants to his knees, then also his boxers.

“Now bend over again.” Iruka-sensei pushes at his back until he obeys. “Spread your legs.”

“Yes, sensei”, Kakashi pants and does as ordered. He sees the Chuunin’s hand come in sight again and take a small bottle out of the box, then disappear.

“So, Kashi-kun…” Warm fingers slowly caress the cleft between his buttocks, leave and then come back cold and slick. “Tell me. Is this what you wanted? Are you a naughty boy?”

“Yes…”, the Jounin moans when one finger enters him. “Yes, sensei… please…”

“And you aren’t sorry for it in the slightest, are you?” The finger moves inside him carefully, then a second follows.

“I… sensei…”

“Tell me, Kashi-kun… Are you sorry?” The fingers are pulled out suddenly, then something slightly bigger takes their place.

“N-no…”, Kakashi moans while he feels the dolphin being pushed in slowly. “Please… more…” It’s not big, that toy, at least not big enough to be compared to what he wants so much instead of it. But still it stretches him a little more, promises pleasure that is to come.

“So you aren’t sorry, Kashi-kun?” Iruka-sensei scratches over his left buttock with the fingernails of one hand, the other still pushing the toy deeper.

“I… I am…n-not…” Kakashi throws his head back with a shuddering moan when the tip of the dolphin’s snout reaches his prostate and makes him see white for a second. Then he can do nothing but whimper while more of the toy slowly rubs over it until he can feel the slightly thinner part right before the end of the toy reach his stretched muscle and prevent it from slipping out or fully inside.

“See?”, Iruka-sensei whispers. “I told you that you aren’t sorry for it.” He shifts until his lips are right beside the Jounin’s ear. “And now I will have to punish you…”

“P-please… Iruka…” Kakashi moves his hips, desperate for something, anything, that will make the toy shift inside him.

“What was that?” A sharp slap on his right buttock makes him yelp and jump, then gasp when the dolphin inside him strokes his prostate again.

“I… Iruka… sensei…”, the Jounin pants. “Sensei…”

“Good boy.” Iruka-sensei twists the dolphin a little, then back again, sending him into helpless moans and trembling. “Stand up now.”

“N-no…”, Kakashi pleads. “Please…” He doesn’t want to move but still wants it so desperately and-

“Now.”

“Yes, sensei.” The Jounin slowly straightens up, gasping when once again the toy inside him shifts and sends sparkles through him.

“Now dress”, Iruka-sensei orders.

“D-dress?”, Kakashi pants. He doesn’t want to dress, no, no. He wants to get out of his clothes and then feel Iruka-sensei’s hands on his skin and wants t-

“Dress. Behave or I’ll get angry.”

“I… yes, sensei…” Kakashi carefully, slowly bends his body and pulls up his boxers and pants, trembling, gasping and shuddering at every movement. His fingers shaking even more than before, he needs four attempts to zip up his pants and close the button. When he looks up, his gaze is captured by the prominent bulge in Iruka-sensei’s pants and he moans softly.

“What is it, Kashi-kun? Do you plan more naughty things?”

“I…” Kakashi swallows hard, uncovered eye never leaving his desire. “Please… let me…” He falls down on his knees, groans when the dolphin moves inside him again, then reaches out with his hands towards the Chuunin. “Iruka-sensei…”

“Yes, Kashi-kun?” There is a smirk audible in Iruka-sensei’s voice.

“I… I want…” The Jounin wraps trembling fingers around his belt and tugs. To his greatest relief and painful arousal, Iruka-sensei lets himself be dragged forward until he stands right in front of him. Without waiting for any further permission, Kakashi hastily undoes belt, button and zipper and greedily reaches for his desired prize.

“You’re such a naughty boy”, Iruka-sensei breathes, then groans when the Jounin closes his lips around him. “Mmmh… I have to… punish you… indeed…”

Kakashi just closes his eyes and does all he can to pleasure the Chuunin. And it suddenly doesn’t matter anymore that he has a toy inside him, that he is so hard it is on the edge of hurting, that they are in a classroom in the Academy. Only Iruka-sensei’s pleasure, only his moans and pants and groans matter, only that he has his hand in the Jounin’s hair and is rubbing his scalp encouragingly.

And then Iruka-sensei groans out his name, tightens his hold in his hair and forces his head down on him, and Kakashi feels a sharp stab of arousal make him throb while the Chuunin comes in his mouth, down his throat. He swallows and licks until he feels his head being pulled away, then whimpers in disappointment.

“Kashi-kun…”, Iruka-sensei breathes. “So good…” He tilts the Jounin’s head up with his hand still in his hair and smirks down on him. “You earned yourself a very thorough punishment right now.”

“Yes, please…” Kakashi is trembling again, yearning, craving, needing. Oh, and hoping, so very much, that Iruka-sensei will use the hold on his hair to pull him up and then kiss him and taste him an-

“Get up and fix your clothes. You’re looking rumpled.”

“Yes…” He’s not able to force his uncovered eye from those lips. If only…

“Pull up your mask, too, and put on your vest again”, Iruka-sensei demands while he zips himself up again.

“Yes, sensei…” Kakashi does as ordered although the soft cloth of his mask seems to be like sandpaper on his skin compared to the memory of the Chuunin’s lips.

“Now sit down at your desk again”, Iruka-sensei tells him. “Shio-sensei will be here soon for some papers. Your punishment will have to wait.”

“Oh… oh please…”, Kakashi breathes. “Please… don’t make me wait…” He doesn’t think he can stand this torture, doesn’t think he can stand any delay anymore.

“Do as I say”, the Chuunin orders sternly. “Behave!”

“Yes, sensei.” With little steps and carefully moving his body as little as possible, Kakashi slowly makes his way to the desk he’s occupied before. Biting his lower lip, he braces himself on it and excruciatingly slowly twists to sit down, but still it makes the dolphin shift and torture him sweetly.

“Good boy.” Iruka-sensei takes the box from his desk, takes something out of its depth and then throws the box and stuffing paper away. He opens a window, walks back to his chair, puts the small bottle of lubricant into a pocket of his vest and sits down.

Kakashi slowly shifts on his chair but stops immediately when it makes his arousal rub against the rough cloth of his pants just as well as the dolphin shift inside him. Careful not to move any more than strictly necessary, he balances his weight on his upper thighs and hands, uncomfortably holding his butt hovering over the small chair.

“You may read something to pass the time”, Iruka-sensei tells him without looking up from some papers on his desk.

Grateful for both the distraction and the chance to hide behind something, Kakashi carefully pulls out his Icha Icha book from his vest pocket, impossibly relieved that he hasn’t put it into the back pocket of his pants that day. He takes a deep breath, opens it at a random page and hides his face before he closes his eyes.

It feels like an eternity until there is a knock on the door.

“Behave”, Iruka-sensei reminds him sternly, then gets up and opens the door, smiling brightly the moment he takes sight of the person standing in front of it. “Good evening, Shio-sensei.”

“Iruka-sensei.” The young blonde man smiles back. “Oh, and you have a visitor? I’m sorry, I didn’t want to intrude or disturb you.”

“Oh, you don’t disturb us, not at all.” Iruka-sensei smiles even brighter. “Kashi-kun is only sitting around there and reading.”

“Ah.” Shio nods, looking a little confused. “Good evening, Kash- Kakashi-san.”

“Hrn.” The Jounin doesn’t trust his voice at that moment. He’s just grateful that he’s able to kind-of-sit there inconspicuously.

“Jounin…” Iruka-sensei sighs and shakes his head. “But however, you wanted the forms for the new students?”

“Yes, please.” Shio nods. “It’s really a big luck for me that you offered to help me although it’s so late already, Iruka-sensei.”

Kakashi almost whimpers.

“That’s absolutely no problem.” The Chuunin smiles reassuringly. “I still have work to do.” He gestures the other man to go to his desk and follows, then stands with his back to Kakashi.

The Copy-nin watches over the edge of his book how Iruka-sensei shows and explains some forms to Shio, desperately waiting for the other man to leave. He just wants to close his eyes again when he sees something in Iruka-sensei’s hand. Squinting with his uncovered eye, he tries to find out what it is, then gasps when he suddenly recognises the thing.

“Hm?” Iruka-sensei turns his head towards him. “Something bothering you, Kashi-kun?”, he asks, a smirk barely suppressed.

“N-no”, Kakashi murmurs hastily and buries his face in his book again.

“Are you sure?”, Shio inquires. “You look…”

“I. Am. Fine”, the Jounin snaps.

“Just leave him be.” Iruka-sensei gently turns the other man to the desk again, then crosses his hands behind his back, showing the small black box to the Copy-nin once again.

Kakashi feels beads of sweat building on his forehead and neck. But Iruka-sensei won’t… he just won-

“Ah!”, he gasps when the dolphin inside him suddenly springs to life and silently but mercilessly vibrates against his prostate for a second.

“Kakashi-san?” Shio lifts his head and looks at him. “Everything alright?”

“Y-yes…”, the Jounin forces out through gritted teeth, then feels the book in his hand crumble slightly when the toy is switched on and off again.

“Are you really sure that-”

“Shio-sensei”, Iruka-sensei interrupts softly, still teasingly turning the remote control behind his back. “I’m sure he’s just… excited about something. Oh, and don’t you have to meet with Taia-san soon? I think you said something…”

“Hm?” The young man snaps his gaze away from the Jounin, then jumps. “Right! I’m sorry, Iruka-sensei, but I have to leave.”

“It’s alright, Shio-sensei.” Iruka-sensei smiles gently. “Come, I will take you outside.”

“Thank you, Iruka-sensei.” Shio hastily gathers the papers. “Goodbye, Kakashi-san.”

“M-hmmm!”, Kakashi gasps when once again the dolphin is switched on and off inside him.

“Jounin…”, Iruka-sensei mutters. “Come, you don’t want to be late, now do you? And I’m sure Kashi-kun will behave alone in here.” He throws a stern look at the Jounin, promising a severe ‘or else…’, then gently takes Shio’s arm and leads him out of the room.

Kakashi sighs deeply the moment the door closes but then gasps again when the toy inside him starts to vibrate again, for several seconds this time. Oh god, he is so hard, so painfully hard, and he isn’t allowed to do anything and-

“Aaah!”, the Jounin moans when the dolphin springs to life again. He slumps onto the desk in a trembling heap when the vibrations become even more intense, then stop suddenly. Oh, Iruka-sensei is so, so cruel, torturing him like this when all he wants are Iruka-sensei’s hands, his voice, his touch, no matter what, even if it’s not his lips, his perfect, perfect lips.

Another wave of vibrations sends him trembling once again, and this time it doesn’t stop but keeps pleasuring him, sending him deeper and deeper into helpless arousal. He feels his hands let go of his book on their own, then immediately clutch the front of his pants, rubbing and squeezing hard. Oh, Iruka-sensei will be so angry if he finds him like this, sees him being so bad, so naughty again. And then Iruka-sensei will punish him even more, will be even stricter.

“Iruka…”, Kakashi pants breathlessly, his head falling down onto the desk. “Iruka… please…” He needs the Chuunin to punish him for being such a bad boy, needs Iruka-sensei, Iruka to just yank down his pants again and rip out that toy and then take him and take him and take him until he won’t be able to walk, to move anymore, won’t know his name anymore nor care about any of that. And he needs Iruka to talk to him in that Teacher Voice of his, telling him what he wants to do with him and what-

“Kashi-kun!”

Kakashi breaks. With a strangled, helpless moan, he spills his semen in his pants while the dolphin inside him mercilessly buzzes against his prostate. But it is that voice, Iruka’s voice that sends him falling, and he feels the waves of pleasure flood him and explode before his eyes, then leave him blissfully exhausted and spent.

“I told you to behave!” Iruka-sensei’s hand grabs his hair and roughly lifts his head up, then the other yanks down his mask.

“I… I’m… sorry…”, Kakashi whispers dazedly. “It… didn’t stop…” And it is still vibrating, still buzzing, he can feel it.

“Hrn.” Iruka-sensei lets go of him and switches the toy off, still glaring. “Seems the remote control doesn’t reach all the way to the front doors…” He leans his head down again. “But that is no excuse, Kashi-kun.”

“I’m sorry… sensei…” Kakashi swallows hard, realising that he is still going to be punished. The thought sends shivers down his back.

“Stand up.”

“Yes… yes, sensei…” The Jounin carefully gets up from the small chair on shaking legs, frowning when the stickiness in his pants moves with him.

“You soiled yourself”, Iruka-sensei scolds him. “Out of your pants and boxers now.”

“C-can…” Kakashi swallows. “Can I take the dolphin out?” And Iruka-sensei in instead?

“No.” Iruka-sensei glares at him. “I still have to punish you, Kashi-kun. Now get out of your pants before I get angry. And out of your vest, too.”

“Yes, sensei…” Careful not to move too much, Kakashi opens and steps out of his shoes, then sheds his pants and vest and finally his boxers. Looking down at himself, he winces at the white stickiness on his groin, slightly warm still but cooling already. Iruka-sensei will be so angry…

“Look at yourself…” The Chuunin shakes his head and walks towards his desk to place the remote control on it, then sheds his vest and hangs it over the back of his chair. “How do you plan to walk home like this?”

“D-do I have to go home now?”, Kakashi asks softly, desperately. “Don’t you… want to punish me first?” God, he is already getting stiff again.

“First I will have to clean you up before I can do anything else with you.” Iruka-sensei sighs and walks back towards him. “You’re giving me much trouble, Kashi-kun.” And with that, he crouches down in front of the Jounin and without so much as a word as warning takes his half-hard member in his mouth to lick the semen off it.

“Oh… oh, Iruka…”, Kakashi breathes hoarsely, then gasps in pleasurable pain when the Chuunin bites him warningly. “Iruka… sensei…”, he manages to force out despite his mind being in clouds again.

“There.” Iruka-sensei suddenly lets go of him and straightens up. “Now pull on your pants again.”

“But…” Kakashi swallows. “But they’re dirty.”

“I said your pants.” Iruka-sensei rolls his eyes in obvious annoyance. “Not your boxers. You’re doing that on purpose, aren’t you, Kashi-kun? You’re trying to make me angry.”

“No. No, sensei.” Kakashi shakes his head hastily. “I’m not trying to make you angry.” He quickly makes a grab for his pants lying on the floor but gasps and feels his knees buckle beneath him when the toy reminds him of its presence.

“Kashi-kun…”, Iruka-sensei growls.

“I’m… sorry…” The Jounin puts on his pants as quickly as possible, then straightens up again to look at him.

“Sit down on my chair”, Iruka-sensei orders. “It’s time for your punishment.”

“Yes, sensei.” Kakashi hurriedly does as ordered, slightly confused. How does Iruka-sensei plan to take him like this? Oh, and he wants to finally, finally be taken now, wants to feel Iruka-sensei deep inside him instead of that toy. And most of all he wants to feel Iruka-sensei’s hands on his skin, his lips so much, so very much, and wants to hear Iruka-sensei whisper sweet words of praise to him about how good he feels and what a good boy he finally is and-

“Kashi-kun!”

The Jounin jumps and snaps back to reality. “Yes?”

“Pay attention!” Iruka-sensei glares down at him.

“I’m sorry, sensei”, Kakashi assures wide-eyed. “I’m sorry.”

“Hrn.” The Chuunin glares more. “You’re on your best way to get spanked.”

“M-mh!” Kakashi shakes his head hastily. “Please don’t spank me, sensei.”

“We’ll see…” Iruka-sensei tilts his head to the side slightly. “Pay attention now.”

“I will.” The Jounin nods quickly, then gasps when Iruka-sensei suddenly grips the hem of his shirt and unceremoniously pulls it off, revealing his tanned, well-muscled chest to Kakashi’s greedy eye. Which gets even wider when the Chuunin goes over to opening his belt and pants and finally sheds them along with his sandals and boxers until he stands there completely naked.

Kakashi is on his feet before he even realises it and has pulled off the Chuunin’s hitai-ate and hair-tie and his arms wrapped around Iruka’s waist faster than either of them can do anything to stop him. In the blink of an eye, he is leaning forward towards his lover’s lips, needing to taste him finally, to feel his tongue against his own, his teeth, his li-

“Kashi-kun!” And suddenly there is a sharp slap on his left buttock, then another, both making him twitch in surprise and slight pain and the toy inside him make itself known again.

“Iruka…” He blinks dazedly and is immediately forced back to reality by a third slap onto his butt. “Iruka!”

“I told you to behave!” Iruka slaps him once again. “Kashi-kun!”

“But…” Kakashi stops his treacherous tongue in the last moment when he sees a slight hint of insecurity and disappointment in his lover’s eyes, and instead hastily turns his face down and lets go of Iruka-sensei’s waist, if very reluctantly. “I’m sorry, Iruka-sensei”, he whispers. “I didn’t mean to be naughty again…”

“Kashi-kun…” Iruka-sensei growls. “Really, what shall I do with you, hm? I think I can’t even do anything other than spanking you anymore. You don’t seem to understand anything else.”

“Sensei, please…” Kakashi swallows hard and bites his lower lip. “Please don’t spank me. I will do whatever you want.”

“Hrn…” Iruka-sensei glares. “Sit down immediately and I might decide not to spank you.”

“Yes, sensei.” The Copy-nin quickly hurries back to the chair and lets himself fall down on it, then gasps in pleasurable pain when the toy inside him twitches.

“You’re hopeless, you know that?”, Iruka-sensei sighs and rolls his eyes but then smirks suddenly. “I hope for you that you’re more talented with your tongue…”

“With my…” Kakashi quickly looks up at him, hopeful. “May I kiss you?!” Oh god, he wants that, so much, wants to kiss Iruka-sensei and-

“Kiss me?” The Chuunin arches an eyebrow and stalks over to him, then leans down until his lips are only a finger’s breadth away from the Copy-nin’s. “You want to kiss your sensei, Kashi-kun?”, he breathes.

“I… I…” The Jounin bites his lower lip hard to keep himself from tilting his face up to him. “Yes, sensei…” More than anything else…

“Kashi-kun…” Iruka-sensei’s breath washes teasingly over Kakashi’s lips. “You’re such a bad, naughty boy, aren’t you?”

“Yes, sensei”, Kakashi whispers breathlessly, not able to force his eye away from the Chuunin’s lips.

“Tsk, tsk…” Iruka-sensei shakes his head and straightens up abruptly, drawing a needy, disappointed whimper from the Copy-nin’s lips. “It’s time for your punishment now, Kashi-kun.”

“What… what do you want to do with me, sensei?”, Kakashi asks softly, feeling his hands tremble and even his muscles clench around the toy inside him once in anticipation.

“You’ll see.” Iruka-sensei smirks down at him. “Push the chair back. About two feet should do, I guess.”

“Yes, sensei.” Kakashi does as ordered, careful not to move his lower body too much. “And now, sensei?”

“Aren’t you eager…” The Chuunin chuckles, then walks between him and the desk, turns his back towards the Copy-nin and leans forward until he braces himself on his desk with his forearms. “Have a guess, Kashi-kun”, he breathes huskily and spreads his legs.

“Oh… oh my…”, Kakashi pants breathlessly, his hands twitching to touch the perfect buttocks displayed to him so openly, fingers itching to slip between them and tenderly stroke the sensitive opening. “May I?”

“You don’t may, Kashi-kun, I order you to”, Iruka-sensei tells him calmly. “Now.”

Kakashi doesn’t waste any more precious time but immediately lifts his shaking hands to gently but firmly massage the tanned buttocks before him, his fingers teasingly tickling the cleft between them. On a warning growl between the low sighs of pleasure escaping Iruka-sensei’s lips, he quickly moves his left hand to spread the firm globes of delicious flesh and lets the fingertips of the right stroke in circles over the tender opening.

“Mmmh…”, Iruka-sensei sighs and arches his back beautifully. “Kashi-kun… more…” It is half growled demand, half breathless plea, and it whispers right to the Jounin’s throbbing arousal.

“Yes…” Kakashi slowly leans forwards on his chair, careful not to shift the half-forgotten toy inside him not to distract himself from pleasuring the Chuunin, and first lightly licks over his left buttock.

“Kashi-kun…”, Iruka-sensei growls warningly.

“I’m sorry”, the Copy-nin whispers and quickly moves his tongue between his buttocks. Now using both his hands to spread them, he uses the tip of his tongue to tickle the tight muscle, making Iruka-sensei squirm deliciously and moan hoarsely.

“Oh yesss…” Iruka-sensei throws his head back and little tremors shake his whole body. “Yesss…”

Kakashi has to take a deep breath and quickly bites his lower lip hard not to come right there and then. This is sinfully sweet heaven, deliciously torturing hell, and he is hard, so hard it hurts slightly. But still he has to behave now and do what Iruka-sensei wants him to do, nothing else. If he behaves, then maybe Iruka-sensei will be pleased with him and reward him, maybe even kiss him.

Closing his eyes not to get carried away by the sight in front of him, he slowly licks over the Chuunin’s opening, alternately in long swipes with his tongue flattened against the skin and in light, teasing tickles of the tip. And every time he changes the caress, he is rewarded with little sighs, moans and gasps, until he finally gets to hear what he’s longed for all the time.

“So good…”, Iruka-sensei breathes. “Kashi-kun… so good…” He takes a sharp breath when the Jounin’s tongue slips inside him a little, just the way Kakashi knows he likes it. “Such a… good boy…”, he pants, his muscles twitching around the obedient tongue.

Kakashi suppresses a shudder not to interrupt his ministrations. Unsure whether he is allowed to, he slowly moves his left hand to spread the Chuunin’s buttocks and carefully trails his right hand over a strong thigh and around Iruka-sensei’s body. When he receives no disapproving reaction, he curls his fingers around him and starts to stroke slowly.

“Mrrrrh…”, Iruka-sensei purrs and this time the Jounin can’t help the violent shudder shaking his body. “So… good…” He takes a deep, shuddering breath. “Such a… pity…”

Kakashi frowns shortly in confusion but then is suddenly violently forced into a helpless tensing of his whole body when the toy inside him springs to life forcefully for a second. A strangled cry is wrenched from his mouth but Iruka-sensei’s lips on his quickly swallow it, then they’re gone again before he can even taste them.

“You’ve been a good boy, Kashi-kun”, the Chuunin whispers against his lips huskily, smirking. “But I think I have to punish you a little more still…”

“P-please…”, Kakashi whimpers, hearing his voice crack slightly and feeling finally almost at the point of breaking. “Iruka…” Now that he’s felt the lips he craves for so much, he doesn’t think he can stand any more teasing, any more games without at least being allowed to taste them more. His whole body is screaming for release, for touch, for Iruka, but most of all for his lips.

His lover’s eyes become soft immediately, soft and worried even. “Do you want to stop the game?”, he whispers. “Do you want me to end it, Kashi?” He crouches down between his legs, moves his hands to the Jounin’s pants and carefully opens them, freeing him from their painfully tight confines.

“I… n-no…” Kakashi swallows hard. “Just… kiss me, please…” He doesn’t want to end this game, not until Iruka will have done with him whatever he’s planned. But he needs to feel his lover’s lips on his so desperately, no matter whether they are Kakashi and Iruka or Kashi-kun and Iruka-sensei. “Kiss me…”

“Because kisses mean love?”, his beloved Chuunin whispers and his lips form a wonderful smile before he straightens up again and his mouth gently captures Kakashi’s.

“Yes…” He closes his eyes and for a while just basks in the warmth, the tenderness, the love Iruka is giving to him with his kiss. This, just this, is all that he needs, all that he has to have to be able to go through anything.

“Are you sure you want to go on, my love?”, his lover asks softly, tenderly nuzzling his nose with his own. “We don’t have to if you don’t feel comfortable with it anymore.”

“I want.” Kakashi nods. “If only you kiss me, my angel.” Everybody other than his Chuunin would probably laugh about him for being so desperate, so dependent on a simple kiss, but everybody other than his Chuunin doesn’t know what it means to him to kiss and be kissed by Iruka, to be able to give and receive enough trust to lower his masks, both cloth and façade, to be able to kiss and not think and just feel. Only Iruka understands it, understands him, and only Iruka is able to kiss him and only, truly him.

“Love you, Kakashi.” Iruka smiles at him softly at first before his lips return to smirking. “And I think I can grant you that little wish, Kashi-kun”, he drawls, perfectly back in his role in no time. “Since you’ve been such a good boy just now…”

“Thank you, sensei”, Kakashi whispers, trembling again under the hungry gaze directed at him and because of the prospect of more kisses. “Do you want me to go on?” He licks his lips in anticipation.

“No”, Iruka-sensei decides to his greatest disappointment. “I want you to reach behind you and take the lube out of my vest. Left side, breast pocket.”

Kakashi bites back an excited whimper and whirls around on the chair, once again torturing himself by making the toy inside him move. Swallowing and doing his best to ignore Iruka-sensei’s chuckles behind him, he greedily searches the vest for the little bottle and gasps in relief when he finally finds it and pulls it out.

“Good boy”, Iruka-sensei chuckles teasingly. “Now give it to me.”

“Yes, sensei.” Eager for what is to come, Kakashi does as ordered, almost bouncing on his seat. “Do you want me to bend over the desk again?”, he asks breathlessly, his mouth dry.

“No, Kashi-kun.” Smirking, Iruka-sensei walks even closer until one of his legs is on either side of the chair, then sits down on the Jounin’s knees. “Spread your legs a little”, he whispers into his ear, then gently bites it when Kakashi obeys instantly, moving the Chuunin’s thighs further apart as well.

“Iruka-sensei…”, Kakashi whimpers softly. “Lower…” His sweet mark… if only Iruka-sensei agrees to bite it…

“Kashi-kun…” The Chuunin licks his ear. “Do you really think that you are in the position to make demands?” But despite his words he lightly scratches over the clothed crook of the Copy-nin’s left shoulder and neck with the fingernails of his right hand.

“S-sorry…”, Kakashi pants, shuddering. “But… please…”

“That’s better.” Iruka-sensei licks his left cheek, then slowly tilts his head and starts nibbling at his sweet spot through his shirt.

“Oh”, Kakashi breathes, unable to form words or coherent thoughts. He doesn’t even fully notice the low noise when Iruka-sensei opens the bottle of lubricant, only when the Chuunin stops biting him does he register that the first three fingers of Iruka-sensei’s right hand are already shining slickly. Swallowing, he takes the lubricant when it is placed into his palm, then watches how the Chuunin bends backwards a little to take the remote control into his clean hand.

“Don’t drop the bottle, Kashi-kun”, Iruka-sensei advises him, smirking.

“No, sensei”, the Jounin assures, shaking his head. “Do you want me to stand up now and-”

“Shh…” Iruka-sensei silences him with his left index finger on his lips. “Just don’t drop the bottle, Kashi-kun.” He smirks while he moves his hand down again, then presses one of the two smaller buttons on the remote control beneath the slightly larger on-off switch. “Isn’t this handy?”, he asks calmly. “I only need one finger to change the speed and turn it on or off.”

Kakashi swallows hard, his eyes fixated on the small black box.

Iruka-sensei laughs huskily and wraps his left arm around the Jounin’s neck, then snakes his right around his own waist. “Kashi-kun…”, he breathes and leans his head forwards until his lips almost touch Kakashi’s.

“Y-yes?”, the Copy-nin forces out.

“You may…” Iruka-sensei smirks but then frowns slightly while at the same time the muscles in his right arm tense. “Mmmh… you may place your hands on my waist.” He licks over Kakashi’s lips slowly when he obeys instantly. “Good boy. And you may kiss me. But!” He leans his head back slightly when eager lips reach out for his, then gasps softly and bites his lower lip.

“Yes?”, Kakashi whispers, desperate for a kiss by now. Oh, and how much he wishes he was allowed to look around Iruka-sensei, to watch how Iruka-sensei touches and prepares himself. For him, only for him.

“You are not allowed to drop the bottle”, the Chuunin reminds him sternly but then grits his teeth, his breath becoming slightly forced and harsh. “And you’re not… allowed to come… before I do…” He swallows. “Did you hear me?”

“Yes, sensei…”, Kakashi pants and once again tries to kiss him but is again evaded. “Sensei…”, he whines, just barely refraining his lips from pouting. But Iruka-sensei said he is allowed to kiss him. So mean…

The Chuunin chuckles breathlessly. “Misbehaving again, Kashi-kun?”

“No.” Kakashi shakes his head quickly.

“Ah… thought so…” Iruka-sensei smirks at him before he sighs and brings his right hand back to his front. “Lube”, he whispers, leans forward and licks over the Jounin’s lips.

Kakashi immediately catches his tongue between his lips and kisses him hungrily, all the while struggling to open the bottle. Finally succeeding, he reluctantly lets go of Iruka-sensei’s lips and looks down to pour a generous amount of oil into the Chuunin’s right palm. He gasps when the cold liquid is immediately spread over him.

“Don’t drop the bottle”, Iruka-sensei reminds him softly while he pulls a small piece of cloth out of his vest and cleans his hand.

“M-mh.” He shakes his head and quickly screws the bottle shut again, then places his palms back on the Chuunin’s hips. “I won’t, sensei, just… please…”

“Yes…” Iruka-sensei smirks devilishly and lifts his body up. “Come here”, he whispers and purrs approvingly when Kakashi immediately moves his butt forwards on the chair, whimpering softly at a movement of the toy inside him. “Good boy…”, the Chuunin breathes before he slowly lowers his body, his right hand once again snaking behind his back and gripping Kakashi to guide him.

“Iruka…”, the Jounin moans when he feels him take his tip in finally, then gasps at a sudden tightening of muscles around him. “Iruka-sensei”, he corrects immediately, gritting his teeth when he’s taken in further slowly.

“Kashi… kun…”, Iruka-sensei pants, his forehead resting on the Copy-nin’s shoulder. He pushes down until he’s sitting on his thighs again, takes several deep breaths, then lifts his head and looks at him sternly. “Don’t drop the bottle and don’t come before I do”, he advises once again before he moves his right arm to join his left around Kakashi’s neck.

“I won’t.” Kakashi leans his head forwards and sighs when he’s allowed access to the Chuunin’s lips. He gasps when Iruka-sensei starts to move on him without warning, setting a slow, deep rhythm.

“Mmh…” Biting his lower lip, Iruka-sensei throws his head backwards. “Yesss… so good…” He gasps softly and quickens his pace a little, gritting his teeth. “God… s-so… good…”

“Yes…”, Kakashi whispers back, his uncovered eye greedily roaming over the writhing body in his lap. “Aah… good…” And so, so gorgeous, so wonderful, so sinfully beautiful… so perfect, his angel, so… so…

“Remem… ber…” Iruka-sensei lets his head fall forwards again and smirks at him. “What I… ha… told you…” He once again speeds up his rhythm.

“I… I do…”, the Jounin pants back. “I d- Ah!” His eyes open wide, even the Sharingan under the cover, when suddenly the toy vibrates forcefully for a second. “N-no…”, he whimpers afterwards. “Please…”

“Remember what… I told you…” Iruka-sensei chuckles huskily. “Behave…”

“Please, I… I ca- Aah!” Kakashi throws his head back and arches up when once again the torture starts and ends. “Oh god…”, he moans weakly. “Please…” His whole body is shuddering, his hands are shaking and he can’t possibly stand this any longer, can’t endure the sensations of feeling Iruka-sensei around him and the toy inside him, can’t… can’t…

The Jounin whimpers when he feels the small bottle slip from his weak, trembling grip and hears it impact on the floor with a soft ‘clink’.

“Such a bad boy…”, Iruka-sensei breathes into his ear and accentuates the words with switching the toy on and off quickly and a simultaneous tightening of his muscles. “Misbehaving again…”

“S-sor… sorry…” Kakashi whimpers weakly, trembling still. “Iru… ka…” He tries to add the ‘-sensei’ but can’t find enough breath for it and thus has to await his punishment.

“Kashi… kun…” Iruka-sensei’s breathing is harsh and ragged, his movements starting to falter in their rhythm. “Touch me… instead…”, he demands.

“Yesss…” Kakashi hurries to blindly grab for him, his hand curling and moving without coordination or coherent thought but eagerly. “Iruka…”, he moans. “Sen… sei…”

“Kiss me”, the Chuunin orders and immediately claims his lips hard. His free hand clutches Kakashi’s mass of hair tightly and holds his head still while Iruka-sensei’s tongue is in his mouth, claiming and possessing it just like it’s supposed to be.

Kakashi isn’t able to think, is barely able to breathe, he can only move his hand on his lover and claw his other into his hip and respond to his tongue and then thrust up with his hips despite the toy inside him. And then Iruka suddenly growls into his mouth and slams his body down on him once, twice, and then the tightness around him is even harder to bear, even more delicious and he feels that he’s almost there, almost, and-

“Iruka!”, Kakashi shouts when suddenly there are teeth on his sweet mark, just hard enough to sting slightly, and then the toy suddenly violently starts to vibrate and he’s falling finally, falling and breaking and dying a sweet little bit in Iruka’s arms. He feels his body continue to thrust into his lover, feels his hands tighten on and around him and hears him hiss, in pleasure certainly and in pain maybe, but there’s nothing he can do, nothing other than gritting his teeth and screwing his eyes shut and losing himself.

It takes seconds maybe, maybe minutes, hours or an eternity for him to finally be able to breathe again, then a little longer to realise that he is not in heaven and yet still in heaven with Iruka in his arms. Not willing to give his angel the slightest chance to fly away, he quickly wraps his arms around him and buries his face in his hair.

“Hey…”, he hears his Chuunin whisper. “Can’t… breathe…” And then the toy inside him is switched off.

“Just don’t fly”, Kakashi whispers and reluctantly loosens his hold slightly.

“Think I just did…” Iruka sighs and places his head on his shoulder.

Kakashi can’t help but chuckle at that. “Why, such a compliment…”

“Hrn.” Iruka lightly nips at his neck. “You’re hopeless.” He slowly straightens up on his lover’s lap, then winces suddenly.

“Hurts?”, Kakashi asks, alarmed, and looks up. “Did I hurt you, my angel?”

“Just my hip…” His Chuunin looks down his right side and hisses softly. “Ouch.”

“What is it?” Kakashi looks down and catches sight of a big, reddened, hand-shaped bruise on his beloved’s hip and even darker crescent-shaped bruises from his fingernails. “Oh, shit. I’m sorry, Iruka.”

“Ah, no need to fuss over it.” His lover smiles at him reassuringly, then smirks. “At least you didn’t squeeze that much with your other hand. I would be slightly pissed then…”

“Still.” The Jounin kisses him softly. “I’m sorry, my angel.”

“Forget it, it’s nothing.” Iruka smirks even wider. “Good proof for how much you liked my game.”

“Very much. Very, very much.” Kakashi grins. “Even more than Fifty-One.” Although his Chuunin has proved to be a rather talented naughty pupil back then. Little, sweet Ruka-kun, so very shy but eager to make his sensei not angry at him anymore, so hesitant to tell him how naughty he’d been, kissing that boy, that Kashi-kun behind the school building…

“Told you Fifty-Two would be even better.” Iruka arches an eyebrow. “After all, I’m the one with the bigger experience as sensei.”

“Not experience of this kind, I hope.” Kakashi kisses him sweetly. His angel Iruka.

“No, you’re right.” Iruka kisses back. “But I think I’m rather skilled at improvising.”

“Indeed…” The Copy-nin nips his lower lip. “Would you really have spanked me with that ruler?”

“No.” Iruka nuzzles his nose against his neck. “Thought about it and found that I don’t like that idea at all. And furthermore, you didn’t spank me either.”

“Didn’t like the idea either.” Kakashi gently nibbles at his lover’s shoulder. “You slapped my butt though.”

“Well, that’s not spanking, not really.” His Chuunin lifts his head and grins at him. “That’s… mmh… obedience training?”

“It was damn hot.” Kakashi grins back. “Just as everything else.” He licks over his lover’s lips. “I can’t wait to try that toy on you.”

“Mrrrh… glad you approve…” Iruka leans forward and kisses him slowly, lazily. Then the Jounin feels gentle fingers on him, pulling him out of his lover carefully.

“Can you walk home, my angel?”, Kakashi whispers softly. He knows he can always use that healing jutsu on his beloved but he knows as well that his Chuunin likes it to feel the evidence of their love-making if the pain’s not too harsh and there’s no mission for him the next day.

“Can manage, I think.” Iruka smirks. “At least my clothes are clean.”

“Hm?” The Copy-nin frowns but then looks down on himself and catches sight of suspicious white stains all over his shirt and the crotch of his pants. “I’ll just leave the way I came here then. But this time with you in my arms.”

“Ah.” His Chuunin grins. “I really wonder why you had to jutsu here…”

“Your fault.” Kakashi quickly takes his lips in a deep kiss. “I became hard the second I found your note telling me that Iruka-sensei wanted to see me in his classroom immediately and that if I didn’t want to make matters worse, I should better not be late.”

“Thought so.” Iruka sniggers. “Naughty Kashi, you.”

“Can we play Fifty-One in here the next time, too?”, Kakashi asks eagerly. Oh yes, and then Kakashi-sensei will punish naughty Ruka-kun and have him lie on the teacher’s desk on his back and the-

“No”, Iruka declares sternly.

“No?” Kakashi frowns, then pouts. “Why not?” The desk has the perfect height for taking naughty Ruka-kun in that position, very much unlike the table in their kitchen where he’s painfully bumped his upper thighs against the last time. That stupid thing’s perfect for Iruka being the one doing the taking but just a tiny little bit too low for him.

“Because…” The Chuunin smirks, then hooks his finger under the collar of Kakashi’s shirt, pulls and quickly attaches gentle teeth to his newly exposed special spot.

“Bec… cause…”, Kakashi pants, trembling.

“Because this is my classroom, Kashi-kun”, Iruka-sensei tells him.

“Y-yes…”, the Jounin whimpers weakly.

“Good boy.” Iruka-sensei smirks at him, then Iruka kisses him. “Go home now, love?”

“Anything you want, my angel.” Kakashi tenderly kisses back. His angel. His Iruka-sensei. His Ruka-kun. His Iruka.

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AN2:
This was written because somebody told me that Kakashi always had to be seme, even in a loving relationship, because he needed to be in control and only the seme was in control during sex. Well, since I strongly believe in equal relationships and not at all in the myth that there exists something like the seme or the uke in homosexual relationships (and know that only the respective uke decides when it’s sex and when it’s rape and therefore holds the ultimate control), I felt challenged. Sooo… Kakashi is seme in this and isn’t he in control like wow? Has Iruka completely at his will, wouldn’t you all agree?
Nayru hates narrow-minded people…
Anyway, hope you liked it. Oh, and I’m thinking about ‘publishing’ Kakashi’s Iruka Fantasies list in the next part of this series. I’d be happy for suggestions.
Nayru