So I'll See you there then?

Title: So I’ll see you there then?
Chapter: 4 of 6
Author: Chibi-zoe (me)
Series: Naruto
Pairing: Kakashi x Iruka
Rating: R
Warnings: none
Summary: Kakashi is forced to undergo sexual dysfunction therapy and his therapist turns out to be Iruka


Chapter 4

In the end, it was three long, boring, days before Kakashi got a chance to try out any of his toys. The quick visit to the Hokage turned into a seemingly never-ending series of time hungry, back-to-back, little missions. It almost felt as though the woman knew that he was desperate for some quality time alone and was deliberately denying him. As he leapt through the trees, racing back to Konoha by the light of the rising moon, he idly contemplated confronting her about her supposed motives. The only major problem with doing that was that if he was wrong, then Tsunade-sama could make sure that he never enjoyed any private time ever again.

Not to mention the embarrassment that his leader would happily put him through, making him explain exactly ‘why’ he thought that she would be so petty. Then there was Shizune-san as well, not to mention the chance that Sakura-chan might well be within earshot. There was no way that he would be able to look his student in the eye if he knew that she knew all about his private activities. It was one thing for her to know that he was a pervert; it was quite something else for her to know all of the nitty-gritty details.

Shaking his head irritably to clear the unwelcome thoughts, Kakashi concentrated on making his way home as fast as he could without compromising his safety. He was looking forward to a nice hot shower, a decent meal and a real bed to lie in. When those three needs had been met, then he would contemplate any and all perverted behaviours that he might or might not indulge in. He quite deliberately pushed all thoughts of the sex diary that he had been tasked with, out of his mind, currently it was far too scary to even think about, although hopefully he would feel otherwise before he had to show it to Iruka-sensei, as he didn’t want to disappoint the man for some reason.

Kakashi was just indulging in a rather nice little fantasy involving muscle relaxants and a hot bubble bath, when the massive gates of Konoha appeared before him. Scolding himself for letting his imagination run away with him yet again, he took a deep before to refocus himself before hopping down out of the trees and landing on the road. He ran his hand through his hair and needlessly adjusted his travel pouches before heading over to the gate-nins to sign in. All he had to do now was to take a quick jaunt over the Hokage’s tower to report in and then he could go home and finally start to relax.

Typically enough for her behaviour recently, Tsunade-sama took her sweet time going over his report before dismissing him, with strict instructions to go home and bathe. Gritting his teeth against the rising irritation, he bowed respectfully and backed out of the room. On his way out, he decided to check the mission room, to see if Iruka-sensei was still on duty. Disappointingly the man wasn’t there; his shift must have already ended for the day. However much to his consternation, the two chuunin manning the desk gave him a funny look when he stuck his head in the door. Resisting the childish urge to poke his tongue out at them, he took his leave and headed for home.

Entering his apartment for the first time since his last appointment with Iruka-sensei, Kakashi carefully placed his weaponry and field kits in their proper places and then slowly and methodically checked all of his wards and traps for tampering. Relieved to find them all untouched, he moved into the kitchen to make a cup of tea, and to prepare a quick, hot, meal. Everything always looked much better on a full stomach, especially when in the comfort and privacy of your own home. Pulling down his mask, secure in his seclusion, he ate slowly, savouring the taste the way he couldn’t when in public.

After his meal, he had a hot shower and dried himself off, but didn’t dress. Naked, he lay upon his bed and took out the second book of the yaoi manga series that he had started. Iruka-sensei had slipped it into his pouch when he’d gone to report to the Hokage. He hadn’t had a chance to thank the man, as another chuunin had entered the room and taken a seat behind the desk, next to Iruka-sensei, and the man had been gone by the time that Tsunade-sama had finished with him. He would have to remember to thank the man when he came over for their next therapy session.

It was remarkably engrossing reading, and terribly explicit, much more so than the first book. Half-way through the first chapter, he recognised the toy that the seme was teasing his uke with, it was the same as one of the ones that he had bought. The small, egg-shaped vibrator, the one he had been looking forward to playing with the most. Feeling a small shudder run through his body, Kakashi flipped back several pages to re-read the lead up to the toys’ introduction. Surely the authors of these things researched their sex toy usage before publication?

It was fascinating and arousing to watch the fictional characters playing with their toy. Kakashi was particularly entranced with the range of ecstatic expressions which adorned the face of the uke. He wanted to experience that level of pleasure too. Licking his lips in anticipation, he read the section for the third time, then laid the book aside so that it wouldn’t get dirty, after all he did have to return it to Iruka-sensei at some point. He ran his hand casually over the hardness between his thighs before sitting up. A brief rummage through his bedside draws produced both the toy and a tube of anal lube.

Lying back down, he dangled the toy in front of his face by the cord, trying to imagine how it would feel inside him. He’d been on the receiving end of intercourse on numerous occasions, but he’d never deliberately inserted a toy up his own ass before. It was unsurprisingly intimidating and slightly embarrassing to be lying on his bed contemplating the act, even if he knew that it would bring him untold pleasure. He flicked the switch curiously, to see how much vibration would be produced. He was pleasantly surprised by the soft buzz that emanated from the device, it even sounded enticing.

Flicking the switch back off again, Kakashi lowered the toy to rest on his chest. He raised his knees and then spread them so that he would have easier access to his most intimate entrance. Lying there, spread so shamelessly, was an incredibly erotic feeling and Kakashi wished suddenly that he had a floor to ceiling mirror so that he could see exactly how he looked. He imagined that he looked rather stunning spread out so wantonly on his bed, although probably not as stunning as someone else would look spread out on Kakashi’s bed and beckoning him forwards.

Licking his lips at the visual image, Kakashi began to touch himself. He ran his hands over his chest and tugged at his nipples. Goose-pimples broke out all over his body at the sensation and he arched his back slightly as he ran his fingernails down the sides of his ribs, intensifying the feeling. Sliding his hands around to his hip bones, he inched his fingers down to play with the silver curls of his pubic hair. He skirted around his erection, but stopped to fondle his balls, before sliding lower. He ran his fingertip over the puckered flesh of his ass and wriggled his hips slightly at the strange sensation.

He pushed tentatively with his finger and met with firm resistance, clearly, due to his nervousness, he would need lube for this little exercise. Grabbing the tube he carefully squirted a generous amount onto his middle finger. Lowering his hand once again, he shivered at the coldness of the substance in his most sensitive place as he swirled the digit around the tight ring, before slowly easing it inside. The sensation was unbelievably intense and he gently thrust his finger in and out a few times, going a little deeper each time, until his entire finger was buried, and then he began to rotate his finger inside himself.

This was like nothing he had ever experienced before. Sex as Kakashi knew it, was a blend of adrenaline, pain and blinding pleasure, and was always over and done with very quickly. He had never really taken the time to actively explore his own body and discover exactly what it was that he enjoyed, what turned him on. Fingering himself was definitely at the top of his new list, he was so hard that pre-cum was leaking freely down his shaft and dribbling onto his belly. He’d had no idea that his ass was quite this sensitive. He wriggled his hips, and gasped as small waves of pleasure washed through his body.

He was incredibly tempted to just jerk himself off while keeping his finger buried deep inside himself, but somehow that felt like cheating. Although, if he’d known that such a simple thing would feel so wonderful, he would’ve taken a few extra minutes – for stress relief - during his ablutions over the previous week. Hell, he could’ve been doing this for years and feeling wonderful, but still, better late than never. Wishing once again for a mirror so that he could visually appreciate his experiments, Kakashi braced his feet against the bed and thrust his pelvis against his hand, causing a shocked gasp to escape his throat as he impacted his prostate.

Some of the men that he’d been with had never managed to hit the gland, leaving Kakashi feeling cheated, and all this time he could’ve been stimulating it himself? Carefully feeling around with an exploratory fingertip, he whined with frustration when he couldn’t find it. In an attempt to re-create how he’d nudged it the first time, he arched his back and thrust his hips up. Balancing precariously, and cursing the awkward angle, he pushed his finger in as deep as he could. Then, abruptly, he brushed it, and the resulting wave of pleasure caused him to slump back onto the bed panting. If his finger felt this good, what would the egg feel like?

Licking his lips in anticipation, he slowly slid his finger free of his body and picked up the vibrant pink egg from where it had rolled against his throat. He generously coated it in lube and then slotted it against his ass. His first gentle push yielded only a pleasant nudging sensation. Taking a firmer grip on the slippery toy, he pushed firmly, twisting it slightly as he did so. It slid in with a slick pop and a brief, delicious, stretching sensation. He wriggled his hips against the odd fullness that was like nothing else he had ever experienced. He could even feel where the cord left his body and snaked up to his belly. He couldn’t imagine how good he was going to feel when he turned his little toy on.

Taking up the remote, he bit his lip. This was the moment of truth. Then he remembered that in the manga, the seme had pushed the toy deeply into his uke, whilst Kakashi could feel his toy resting just inside his anus. A brief moment of indecision later, Kakashi slowly inserted his finger, alongside the cord, and pushed the toy as deeply into himself as he could. His muscles clenched unconsciously around the intrusion and he shivered as he felt his prostate impact the hard plastic. Panting slightly, he withdrew his finger, being careful not to accidentally tug on the cord and jostle the egg. Taking up the remote again, Kakashi closed his eyes and flicked the switch.

Surely this was heaven? The pleasure was so intense it was almost painful, Kakashi could easily understand the range of ecstatic expressions that the manga artist had drawn; he could feel them crossing his own pale visage. Every twitch, every squirm of his body intensified the vibrations rocking his world. He could hear whimpers and gasps of pleasure escaping his own mouth and couldn’t find it in himself to muffle them; in fact, listening to the obvious signs of his own arousal was surprisingly erotic.

An insistent throbbing from his groin alerted him to the fact that he had yet to touch his aching organ. Slowly, he slid his hand from where it was clutching at the sheet, up and across his thigh. His balls were tight and drawn up close to his body and he shivered as his fingers gently caressed them before taking a hold of his leaking erection. He gripped it firmly, close to the base, before slowly pumping it. Unsurprisingly, it only took a couple of jerks before he came violently, his essence splattering across his chest and up onto his cheek. He couldn’t remember the last time that he had orgasmed so strongly.

As Kakashi lay there enjoying the afterglow, he absently flicked the switch on the remote to off and let it fall to rest on his heaving chest. He felt completely wrung out, but in a good way. He was very tempted to just fall asleep right where he was, but he needed to extract his ode to relaxation and clean up. Blindly Kakashi ran his hand down his body until his fingers met the cord, which they followed as far as they could. When his hand met his ass, he gripped the cord tightly and tugged. It felt decidedly odd as the toy responded to his motions and slowly moved down his passage, assisted by his muscles bearing down.

In the moment before the toy popped free of his body, Kakashi was assaulted by the mental image of something Jiraiya had once described, involving ping pong balls. Alternately sniggering and snorting, he held the extracted toy up by its cord for inspection, it was far cleaner than he had been expecting, and looked like it would only need to be wiped down with a soapy rag, rinsed and carefully dried. Rising to his feet with a groan, Kakashi made his way back to the bathroom, cringing slightly at the feeling of cooling cum dribbling down his cheek and stomach. He felt that he should probably record his experiences in his diary before he forgot them; then again, he could always try again in the morning.