Teach Me

When Big Boys Play…

Bright morning light was slowly nagging Sakura into wakefulness, a place she really didn’t want to be at the moment. She wasn’t quite sure why she didn’t want to be awake, but she had a vague feeling that the pounding in her head had something to do with it. “Ugh,” she groaned softly.

“I agree,” Kiba’s sleepy voice murmured from somewhere behind her.

Kiba? Why was Kiba here? She tried to open her eyes and rubbed her face sleepily. She must have brought him home with her the night before. Vague memories of dancing and drinking and HIDANE started to float back to her. That would definitely explain the pounding.

“How much did I drink last night?” she rasped to the man over her shoulder.

“More than both of us I think,” Kiba murmured with a short laugh.

‘Both of us?’ After a brief, confused, moment, erotic memories of the previous night started to filter into the morning fog. She shot straight up in bed with a yelp and scrambled out of the bed as fast as she could. Kiba laughed softly and Kakashi grunted in sleepy protest, burrowing his head into Kiba’s muscled back. “It’s too early to have that much energy,” he grumbled drawing the blanket up over his head.

Sakura stared, or rather gawked at the two men entwined in her too small bed. She remembered with startling clarity that she’d slept with both of them last night and then proceeded to watch Kakashi pound Kiba within an inch of his life. It had been the hottest freaking thing she’d ever seen. Not that she’d seen much as of yet, but surely it had to be way up there on the hotness scale.

She was just about to face the situation when she heard what had to been the worst possible sound from her living room. An exploding tag would have been more welcome. “Sakura!” Ino called. “We’re supposed to go shopping today! Don’t tell me you’re still sleeping! I brought that nasty concoction you always make me swallow, so up and at ‘em forehead girl….”

Ino trailed off wide-eyed as she flung open the door and took in the scene before her in one glance. Sakura stared at her in horror from the center of the room and then flicked her gaze to the lounging men in her bed. Ino took in the panicked look of her friend and felt her face spread into a slow grin. “Well I’ll be damned!” she finally said laughing. “I didn’t think you’d pull something like this off Sakura.”

Sakura scowled and began throwing clothes at the sheepish looking men, tugging on her own robe in the process. “Shut it Ino-pig. I don’t need this right now. Just wait out in the living room. I’ll be ready in twenty minutes.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Ino murmured slyly. “I think I’ll find a book to keep me company. Take your time.” She squealed and laughed, slamming the door shut before a hurled shoe made contact.

Sakura turned back to the men, watching them tug on their clothing silently. “I’m sorry. She has a key to my apartment so she can take care of the place while I’m gone. I forgot she was coming over today.”

Kiba grinned and shrugged. “No biggie, at least not for me.”

“It’s fine,” Kakashi murmured, tugging on his mask. He smiled at her through the thin fabric. “Last night was pleasurable. Don’t ruin it in your head by worrying about what Ino or anyone else will think. As long as it was good for you, that’s all that matters.”

“I guess so,” she murmured. “Still it’s a bit embarrassing to get caught.”

“It kind of adds a little something extra to it for me,” Kiba murmured with a short laugh. “Next time invite her along too,” he suggested with a grin. “Seeing you two make out again wouldn’t be a great hardship for me to endure.”

“Next time hmm?” she murmured with a small smile. “We’ll see about that.” She opened her door and gestured with her head. “We’ll talk about it later. You heard Ino. I have a day of shopping to get ready for.”

Kakashi chuckled and shook his head. He wandered to the door, pausing to tug down his mask and give her a soft parting kiss. “Thank you for a memorable evening. See you at practice tomorrow?”

“Sure,” she said with a small smile. “Thank you.”

Kiba grinned at her and dipped his head to give her his own parting kiss, a much less gentle and more thorough than the one from Kakashi, but nice in its own way. “Thanks babe. Call me when you’re free. I want to take you to dinner and maybe have a normal date for once.”

“Okay,” she murmured with a small blush. It was true. They hadn’t had a single date, yet she’d fooled around with him three times already.

Kakashi smacked Kiba on the ass. “Let’s get moving. The lady has to go shopping,” he murmured.

Kiba yelped and then rubbed his sore rear with a growl. “Yeah, yeah, but be careful man. I’m sore you know. Couldn’t you have been a little gentler?” he asked as they wandered towards the door, ignoring the blatant stares of Ino from the living room.

“No, I like it that way and you can take it,” Kakashi murmured mildly. “Stop whining.”

“I’d like to see you be so laid back about it,” Kiba grumbled.

“My schedules open for the day,” Kakashi said nonchalantly, opening the front door and wandering out.

Ino watched the men bicker all the way down the hallway, before hurrying to shut the door and turning her curious eyes on her pink haired friend. “I think we need a little ‘share and tell’ time,” she said wandering back to Sakura’s room.

Ino watched as Sakura shed her robe and drifted into the bathroom. Following her friend curiously, she waited impatiently for any tidbit. “Oh come on Sakura! You have to tell me something about what happened,” she finally cried as Sakura silently turned on the shower and ducked under the hot spray.

“We got drunk, came back here and things got out of hand,” Sakura murmured with a small shrug.

“That’s it?” Ino growled in exasperation. “We need to teach you about the benefits of elaboration. What happened?”

Sakura sighed. “I don’t know, we just started kissing and after a while I was sitting in Kakashi’s lap and Kiba was in front of me, you know, doing things,” she said, her face flaming. “And then, when it was over I was sore, so they sort of started in on each other,” she murmured shyly.

Ino blinked. “Both of them at once?” she gasped. Her face melted into a big grin. “You’re my hero Sakura. Even I haven’t gotten to do that yet.”

“Oh shut up,” Sakura muttered, soaping her skin irritably.

“Was it good or painful?” Ino asked leaning against the door jam and watching her friend rinse off. Even she could admit that Sakura was a beautiful woman. Watching her shower definitely wasn’t a chore.

“Both I guess,” Sakura said with a shrug and then started lathering up her hair. “I mean most of it was good, especially after I got used to Kakashi inside me.”

“Why? Was it weird being with your former sensei?” Ino asked curiously, biting her nail and watching soap run down Sakura’s belly. Damn it! She should have taken that cute bartender home last night! She shouldn’t be ogling her best friend!

“Yes, but I meant that I had to get used to where he was inside me,” Sakura said with a furious blush. “I mean it’s not normal to put it there right?”

“Sure it is,” Ino said seriously, not even bothering to clarify what her friend was referring to. The two men at once kind of made that picture clear. “Humans have been doing it since we began. It’s no big deal really. Plus if you think about it, we’re kind of designed for it too.”

“Oh really?” Sakura murmured sarcastically, wondering what Ino’s typically bizarre logic would entail with this particular situation. “Do explain,” she said rinsing her hair and turning off the shower.

Ino tossed her a towel and shrugged. “Well for one, everything fits just as well once it’s opened up a bit. And there is the male lube factor here.”

“I don’t understand what you mean,” Sakura said scrubbing her skin dry.

“Well, I don’t know if you’ve been with enough men to notice this,” Ino mused and then shrugged. “When a guy is really turned on he sort of leaks.”

“Pre-cum,” Sakura said with a shrug. “I am a medic. Give me a little credit here.” She wrapped the towel around her head and breezed past her friend, headed for her room.

“Well what’s the point of it? I mean really, if a man was just supposed to be with a woman, he doesn’t need any kind of lubricant, right? The woman would have that covered already,” Ino explained thoughtfully. “What did guys use before fake lubricants?”

“I don’t know,” Sakura muttered. “Animal oils, spit maybe.”

“Or the goo that they make themselves,” Ino said with a triumphant smile. “I mean if he’s really into the other guy he’d be leaking like mad and he could squeeze right in.”

Sakura blinked at her for a minute. “I suppose Kakashi didn’t use anything on me. I’m actually ashamed to admit that your logic makes sense for once, crude as you put it.”

Ino waved her had in dismissal. “Why beat around the bush when it comes to sex? There’s no point really. Speaking of guys doing it, Kakashi and Kiba huh? What was that like?” She sat down on the bed and watched as Sakura wandered to her closet to find something to wear out.

Sakura tugged on her panties and a matching bra before pausing and smiling. “Amazing, really amazing. I couldn’t believe Kiba, the ultimate alpha male, actually let Kakashi do that to him. Though, I suppose Kakashi might be the established dominant male. He is older and probably a lot stronger.”

“Too bad you didn’t record it,” Ino muttered, crossing her arms and biting at her lip thoughtfully.

“It really is isn’t it?” Sakura said with a laugh. She tugged up a pair of clean jeans and pulled on a red tank top. “I wouldn’t mind reliving that experience myself.”

Ino followed her back to her bathroom where Sakura yanked her hair up into a loose bun. “So what are you going to do now?” she asked. “Are you going to sleep with them again?”

“Sure, though maybe not together,” Sakura said with a small shrug. “It’s up to them I suppose.” She wandered out into the living room and grabbed up her purse and keys, relieved to see she’d actually brought them home last night and dropped them in their usually place on the coffee table.

“After last night, I can’t imagine that they’d be all that opposed to it,” Ino ventured, tapping her lips thoughtfully. “Hell considering what they’re probably doing at this moment, I think they’d probably jump at the chance. What I’d give to be a fly on the wall wherever they’re at right now,” Ino murmured with a sigh. She opened Sakura’s door and wandered into the hall.

“Pity they’re both Jounins, as it’d be damn near impossibly to sneak up on them, isn’t it?” Sakura said in way of agreement.

“I don’t know what you have to complain about,” Ino said with a pout. “I mean you’ve seen it all already.”

“I suppose that’s true,” Sakura said following her out the door and into the morning sunshine. After locking the door and wandering out on the quiet walkway, she glanced over at her friend. “That doesn’t mean I wouldn’t want to see it again.”

“So when are you going to really tell me about last night?” Ino asked after a quiet moment of just walking towards the shopping district.

“Buy my drinks tonight and I’ll tell you the whole story,” Sakura said with a small smile. “I mean you did tell me to work on the elaboration right?”

Ino laughed and nodded. “Glad you’re listening to me for once.”

***

“Okay, so let me get this straight,” Ino said softly, glancing around to make sure no one was really listening to them from their small, dark booth. They’d opted to come to HIDANE again, but had situated themselves far from the music and people in order to chat a bit. “You have two guys in your bed, that are so hot it should be illegal, and you complain of soreness?” Ino asked in astonishment. “I mean, geez, suck it up and deal with a little discomfort Sakura. This is Kiba and Kakashi we’re talking about. Individually they’re a kunoichi’s wet dream. Together they’re like his unnatural force that could get any woman to do anything. You know what I’m saying here?”

“Yeah I know,” Sakura sighed. “But you forget this was only my second time actually having sex. I’m not broken in as well as you are,” she muttered, not feeling all that bad about the dig.

Ino shot Sakura a dirty look, but didn’t comment. “Okay, so you crapped out on them, but then what happened? And I want some serious details here.”

“Well,” Sakura sighed, leaning back and smiling a bit, “They started out kissing and just rubbing up against each other really….”

*** (THE NIGHT AGAIN)

She scrambled out of the way as Kiba rose and grabbed for Kakashi. Perching near the head of her bed she watched in fascination as the two kneeling men kissed slowly and ground hardening flesh into each other. “I can’t believe it, but that doesn’t mean I object to watching,” she muttered.

Kakashi chuckled low, against Kiba’s mouth, at the woman’s comment, and Kiba winked at her. “Might as well show her something worth watching don’t you think?” Kakashi murmured, biting at Kiba’s bottom lip.”

“Yeah, I suppose we should,” Kiba growled, biting back. He reached up and pinched at Kakashi’s nipple. “Think you can keep up old man?” he asked, repeating Kakashi’s previous taunt.

Kakashi grunted and slid his hands down to grip hard at the younger man’s muscled rear. He squeezed hard and yanked the man in tight against his grinding length. “Won’t be a problem Pup,” he murmured cockily.

Kiba groaned low and tried to push Kakashi back onto the bed, only to meet subtle resistance and then a returned press. He growled as the older man pressed again, making his stance on the matter known. Kakashi refused to bottom for the younger man, making it clear in his subtle, yet insistent presses.

Sakura watched curiously as they continued to kiss and push at each other, some of it sexual and some a subtle fight for dominance. Kakashi returned the younger man’s growl with a low rumble of his own and bent slightly to bite at his jaw bone, sliding his hand up into Kiba’s wild hair at the same moment. Kiba visibly stiffened at the possessive grip he felt in his hair and his eyes widened. Sakura bit her lip, wondering if this was about it get ugly only a few minutes into the most erotic thing she’d seen yet. It figures that, when the big boys were playing, they’d get all domineering and stupid.

She thought about piping in to calm the growing situation, but Kakashi resolved the issue with very little effort. He reached between their bodies, wrapped his long fingers around their rubbing lengths and then jerked Kiba’s head back. Kiba growled for a split second and then groaned as Kakashi sank his teeth into the younger man’s throat and tightened his pumping fist.

Canine instinct took over for a brief moment and Kiba sank back onto the bed, baring his belly and throat to the man arched above him. Sakura gawked at the man’s strange behavior, hardly believing that Kiba would ever give in like he just had. But then, Kakashi was the older dog, so to speak, and probably still a lot stronger. Plus he had more experience in this area, she was sure of it. After all he did say he liked both, right? At his age, he’d probably tried out both sides of the fence several times.

And then, suddenly, with their roles established and understood, things proceeded along quite nicely, more or less. “Good dog,” Kakashi chuckled in a rough voice, pulling his mouth from the younger man’s neck. He admired his handiwork with a titled head and small smile.

“Shut up old man,” Kiba grunted. “My mother taught me when to recognize my betters. Besides you know what to do here,” he mumbled reluctantly, confirming Sakura’s previous thought on that matter. He probably really hated admitting that in front of her too.

“That I do,” Kakashi murmured with a lazy grin. He pumped his hand again and nipped at Kiba’s lips. “You sure you want to do this?”

“Yeah,” Kiba said, quivering under another pump. He swallowed. “Yeah I do. But, enough with the talking already.”

“I agree,” Sakura muttered, taking in the scene before her with glee. Ino was going to be so jealous of her! She slid a hand down her belly and laced her fingers through the still sticky curls between her legs. Tugging a little at the tight curls and tickling her fingers over sensitive flesh, she watched as Kakashi bit at Kiba’s jaw again and rocked steadily into the groaning dog man. So very, very jealous.

Kakashi slid down Kiba’s undulating, muscled torso, finally settling on his elbows between the younger man’s thighs. He tickled his tongue teasingly up the rigid length before sweeping the flat of his tongue over the tip. “Mm, a little bit of Sakura and a little bit of you. Interesting,” he murmured, throwing a teasing glance over at the sprawled pink woman. When she blushed and flicked her glance away, he simply smiled and turned his attention back to the task at hand.

Tickling and then gently squeezing at that soft sack at his chin, he slid his mouth down over Kiba’s thick length. The dog man had given him a similar treatment earlier, but it would be a special treat to show him just what an accomplish lover of men could do.

He suckled teasingly for a moment, his strokes long and slow, easy the younger man into a blissfully relaxed state of arousal before stepping up the play a bit. Kakashi slid his mouth down until Kiba’s tip just brushed his throat, making him growl and arch lightly.

Kiba had to admit that Kakashi was doing a pretty fair job as far as using his mouth went. So far it wasn’t the best blow job he’d gotten, but it was pretty freaking nice! Of course little did he realized that the older man had barely begun. Just as he reached a nice, blissfully relaxed state, Kakashi deepened his strokes and Kiba felt the tip of his length slide into the tightness of Kakashi’s throat. His eyes widened in surprise as another stroke found Kakashi’s nose pressed into his wiry curls and his throbbing erection buried down the copy-nin’s clenching throat. Kakashi swallow a few times and Kiba arched his back and groaned low and loud at the spectacular sensations coursing through his groin. Fuck his previous thoughts! This was well on its way to being best blow job ever!

Kakashi inwardly chuckled as the man below him suddenly became very vocal in his appreciation. He would have done so out loud, but breathing was impossible at the moment. It had taken years to get to the point where he could take a man like this and not gag or worse toss up his dinner. That, unfortunately, had happened once. But now he could happily slide down over just about any length after a few moments of relaxing his throat.

Kakashi slowly slid up and off Kiba, and then sank back down, taking the man deep again. He pressed Kiba’s right thigh up slightly and then, with his other hand, reached under the squirming, groaning man. Kiba’s low, growling groan, as Kakashi tickled fingers over his pucker entrance, was thrilling. It seemed like the younger man had been repressing a few desires until now.

Kakashi gently pressed with his thumb until Kiba’s body relaxed a bit and allowed entrance. The way Kiba stiffened slightly and sucked in a breath made Kakashi wonder if the man would really be okay with this. He pulled up and swallowed at the thick feeling in his throat. “You sure you can do this?” Kakashi asked a bit hoarsely. One didn’t take another man’s cock down his throat without being affected by it.

Kiba looked down at him, a startled look in his eyes. He looked unsure for a moment, but then nodded. “Yeah, just, keep going. It’s weird, but I want to do it too. It’s just new.

Kakashi nodded and pulled away. “Turn over,” he commanded softly.

Kiba looked at him, annoyance flicking briefly over his face, but he turned over on his belly and smiled sheepishly at Sakura. “Getting lonely?” he asked teasingly, glancing down at the working fingers between her thighs.

“No,” Sakura murmured. “Please, carry on as you were,” she said flicking her free hand at him.

Kakashi laughed and tugged at the dog man, urging his to hands and knees. “Doggy style?” Kiba grunted. Figures.”

“I thought it would make you more comfortable,” Kakashi demurred softly, though the teasing in his voice didn’t stop for a moment. He ran his hands down Kiba’s muscled back and ass, humming softly. “Besides the view is stunning,” he murmured.

“You’ll turn my head with those kinds of words,” Kiba said with a laugh, though secretly he was pleased with the praise. Kakashi was by no means an ugly man. Plus Kiba figured that he’d had his pick of good-looking men over the years. To be included amongst them was a bit of an ego boost.

Kakashi smiled and squeezed Kiba’s muscled rear appreciatively. The knowledge the he’d soon be settle deep between those muscled, tight globes, made his body throb in anticipation. Sakura’s body had been a true delight, don’t get him wrong. She was soft and tight in all the right places and being her first was definitely something. But with Sakura he had remained as gentle as he could. Somehow he doubted she’d appreciate his usual methods her first time. With Kiba, however, he’d show no mercy.

He bent his head and nipped at one tight cheek, chuckling softly as Kiba yelped and jump ever so slightly. Kakashi squeezed his hands into firm flesh again and opened the younger man up below him. Kiba’s face flamed at the exposure, but he didn’t protest or look at Sakura.

Kakashi would have laughed again, but he was enjoying the view too much to bother teasing the other man. Kiba had a rear that made his teeth ache. Bending again, he tickled his tongue over Kiba’s sensitive entrance, holding on tight as Kiba unconsciously bucked and tried to escape.

Gripping the man below him tight, Kakashi growled and laid a long lap over the musky opening. Kiba trembled and gasped, probably a bit unsure whether or not he actually liked what was happening. Kakashi smiled inwardly and continued his long, languid caresses against the softening entrance, aching for the moment he finally slid through it.

Kiba, moaned softly at the strange, wonderful feelings Kakashi was creating. None of the women he’d been with had ever done this kind of thing. He’d occasionally flicked over the area with going down on his lovers, but never this thoroughly. He made a mental note to change his attitude on that, because this felt fucking awesome!

Kiba sucked in a breath as Kakashi soft tongue firmed against him and probed slightly at his puckered entrance. He wouldn’t really…do that would he? Kiba groaned low and shoved his hips back, cheeks blazing, as Kakashi sank his tongue deep into Kiba’s warm body. “Fuuuuck,” Kiba growled. Kakashi’s answering hum dragged out another low curse and a long shudder.

Kakashi finally pulled away from Kiba, smiling and wiping the drool from his chin. Kiba was quaking and humming in aroused frustration, sticking his muscled rear into the air regardless of how compromising it would be for a man from his clan. Kakashi stroked the presented globes in appreciation, barely even noticing Sakura’s pleasured gasps in his eagerness to sink into the younger man.

He rose up, straddling Kiba’s calves with his own, and angling his drooling length towards the softened opening before him. Kiba grunted and stiffened in surprise as Kakashi pressed his wide, blunt head against his sensitive flesh. “Fuck,” Kakashi heard Kiba growl. “That’s the plan,” Kakashi murmured back, pressing harder, watching through slit eyes as his head disappeared inside pink flesh.

Kiba growled and arched his back in discomfort as Kakashi’s too wide flesh parted his tight body with unrelenting persistence. He whined softly, deep in his throat, as the burning only increased as Kakashi sank deeper, not quite giving him enough time to adjust. His eyes met Sakura’s and she smiled in sympathy. She of all people at least knew what it felt like, though Kakashi had gone a bit easier on her, Kiba realized bitterly. Somehow he knew that Kakashi hadn’t quite gotten what he usually demanded from the young woman and Kiba realized he wasn’t going to be so lucky.

Kakashi felt himself bottom out in the younger man and sighed tensely. He knew that Kiba was uncomfortable at the moment, but he also knew it would pass; it always did with his other lovers. To ease his present lover, he rocked gently while reaching around to revive Kiba’s wilting length. “Patience,” he murmured softly in Kiba’s ear. “I’ll make you feel good, don’t worry.”

Kiba was a bit doubtful on that front until he felt the gradual return of his arousal and started to get used to the strange fullness in his nether region. He’d done this with women before too, but he had to admit that he could understand the mixed reactions he usually got. While it still ached a bit, he had to admit that there was something about it that was strangely satisfying and arousing. The hand on his renewed erection certainly wasn’t hurting the situation either.

Kakashi smiled to himself as he felt the thick pulse under his fingers that signaled the dog man was once again a happily participating member of the game. To test the theory he pulled back slowly until he barely popped out and then slid back in just as slowly. The low, growling groan was testament enough for the older shinobi. He repeated the caress a couple of times to be completely sure before stepping up his pace a bit.

Kiba grunted as what he’d expected to be another slow return, pressed his face into the pillows below and very nearly into Sakura’s sprawled lap. Not that the latter would have been a great hardship. Following on the tail of that thought another hard thrust sent his spiky head directly into her left thigh. She squeaked in surprise and he grunted in frustration, trying to get his bearings enough to brace for what he was sure was going to be a hard ride.

Sucking up his pride a bit, he sank to his forearms for leverage and rested his head on Sakura’s thigh, breathing in the intoxicating scent of her arousal and their previous lovemaking. This time he was ready for the rough thrust and pushed back into it, gaining a rumble of approval from Kakashi above.

Sakura watched, cheeks tinted pink, as Kakashi’s lean hips flexed hard and shoved Kiba roughly against her. Kiba held his own fairly well, but occasionally a thrust caught him off guard. Before long his forehead was resting against her side and his cheek on her upper thigh. She laced her fingers into his wild hair and vaguely considered pushing him a little lower. He was too preoccupied with the assault on his own body, however, to notice her unvoiced need.

Not that she minded much. The eye-candy she was privy to was certainly a nice consolation. She was probably the only one who’d ever seen Kiba in such an erotic, and probably compromising, position. He muscled back arched beautifully and ended up at a tight, provocatively presented ass, held clenched in Kakashi’s strong hands.

Kakashi was definitely an added bonus to the scene. He was positioned, on his knees, behind the young man, back bent slightly as he flexed hard into Kiba’s sprawled body. His muscled back and belly rippled with each thrust and his head dipped down slightly in pleasured concentration.

As if sensing her perusal his mismatched eyes opened and met hers in a searing gaze. Gone was the teacher a 12 year old girl had idolized and tolerated. In his place was a handsome, erotically virile man, who could turn her inside out with a glance. He smiled tightly at her and then closed his eyes and concentrated on Kiba.

Kiba could do little more than groan and hold on tight as pleasure coursed through his groin and thighs. Between Kakashi’s pumping hand and length, Kiba was positive he wasn’t going to last more than another minute or so more. “Getting close old man,” he grunted, gasping open mouthed as he received a particularly brutal thrust.

Sakura moaned softly in excitement as Kakashi’s thrusts became rather brutal, but then, he was probably trying to speed up his own climax. Giving into a sudden impulse she slid one hand into her curls and the other up Kiba’s back to his rear. Kakashi flicked a questioning glance at her and then in understanding, pulled her hand between his body and Kiba’s.

She felt her face flush as her flattened hand settled over Kiba’s stretched entrance and Kakashi’s wide length slide between two fingers. She tightened her fingers together and Kakashi groaned low at the constriction. “Fuck,” he grunted.

Suddenly his hips tightened and he jerked one last time, barely hearing Kiba’s strangled grunt over the roaring in his own ears. He shuddered and then the sweet relief of release swept through him and he poured himself into the jerking body below. Kakashi caught himself unsteadily on a shaky arm, avoiding crushing his quaking bedfellow into the mattress. He gasped for air and gingerly pulled out of Kiba’s body, resting back on his heels as Kiba slid, boneless, to his side.

Panting softly, Kakashi reached out and stroked his hand over Kiba’s flank, grimacing when he vaguely noted the streak of wetness the caress left; a testament to the dog man’s enjoyment of the act. “Sorry,” he murmured.

“No biggie,” Kiba murmured against Sakura’s belly. “You should feel the shit I’m laying in at the moment. Sorry ‘bout the sheets Sakura,” Kiba mumbled sleepily.

Sakura stroked his hair. “It’s okay, you can just sleep there,” she teased. At his soft whine she laughed and tugged at his hair. “I’m only kidding. Get up and we’ll change the sheets. After that I am hoping for a bit of snuggling too.”

“Deal,” Kiba grunted, dragging himself up and wincing slightly. “For an old man you sure are rough,” he complained.

“For a grown man you sure do whine a lot,” Kakashi countered, sliding from the bed and helping Sakura strip the bed.

“Next time I get to top,” Kiba complained. “Then we’ll see how you feel.”

Kakashi shrugged and tugged a clean sheet over the bed. He watched as Sakura and Kiba put the top sheet on and then tossed the rumpled blanket over it all. “We’ll see I suppose,” he said finally. “For now I think the lady requested a little cuddle time.” He climbed into the bed, followed by Kiba and finally Sakura, who happily settled in the circle of the dog man’s arms.

“Please let there be a next time,” they heard Sakura mumble sleepily, drawing a smile from both. “I could definitely deal with a next time.”

***