The Chemicals Between Us

A/N: Dom- XD Why did I name it the sex chapter? Because I know some of you poor souls out there are only waiting for the sex. And let's face it, me and Rae do sex *really* well.

Language notes: Um...Onegai means please...Yate means fuck me...Itai means ow


The Chemicals Between Us (and our pants)

Sasuke rinsed the last of the suds from his body, turning off the water and sliding the door open, shaking his head slightly to rid his dark locks from excess water. Pulling the light blue towel off the bar, the Uchiha ruffled the dry cotton over his head, before lightly running it over the rest of himself, finally wrapping it around his waist and opening the door.

Iruka was just finishing with the mess in the kitchen, wrapping up the things Sasuke had been preparing and setting them aside for when the younger man could finish. He glanced up when he heard the Uchiha clear his throat, cleaning his glasses on the edge of his shirt.

"Your clothes are on the couch," he said distractedly. Iruka put his glasses back in their place and looked over. "I'm sorry I didn't bring them...."

With his vision no longer blurred, he was gifted with Sasuke's lean and hard form standing in his living room. Drops of warm water drifted down the younger man's torso, following the lines of his corded muscles and the dips in his frame. On the Uchiha’s left shoulder Iruka spotted the top of a black tattoo. He couldn’t make it out clearly from his angle and his attention was otherwise diverted anyway.

"It's alright." Sasuke answered picking up his cloths lying neatly over the back of the couch, turning to gaze at the smaller man.

Iruka was looking him over. When doe brown eyes met the dark ones watching him, the professor blushed deeply and glanced away. Sasuke simply smirked before heading back up the stairs and into the bathroom to dress.

Iruka debated running out for a few minutes to grab a pack of condoms, but decided against it. While Sasuke seemed ready to sleep with him, the brunette didn't like moving so fast, knowing that there probably wouldn't be much between them afterwards. He straightened his ponytail and padded out of the kitchen, waiting until Sasuke came out before smiling lightly.

"I left the food out for you," he said, pointing. He gave a small wave and ducked into the bathroom himself, wanting the powered sugar out from his hair.

Sasuke finished buttoning up his shirt, leaving the collar and another button undone as he walked back into the clean kitchen, pulling the meat back over to him as well as the other ingredients he needed to make the glaze. While Iruka was in the shower the Uchiha finished making the main dish and the sides, scooping out the last of the fried rice and placing it on another plate.

"Just in time." The younger man stated as Iruka entered the kitchen.

"It smells great," the brunette said happily.

His loose pants hung low on his hips, hidden under the plain white wife beater. He wasn't as built as Sasuke and it made him a little self conscious, but the look the Uchiha gifted him as the taller man appraised his body made him blush.

He was more slender than Sasuke, smaller with a less solid structure. His muscles were lean, giving his frame a lithe structure made for perhaps running, but not much else. Iruka tied his hair up, the tip of the long strands slapping wetly against his neck and shoulders.

The food did smell delicious, he wasn't lying. Though it still surprised him that Sasuke could cook, and he wondered where the boy had found the time to learn.

Sasuke pushed the plates to the other side of the breakfast bar, moving the pots to the sink before walking back over, taking the stool Iruka didn't occupy. The smaller man pulled them both a napkin from the holder before picking up his chopsticks.

"I had a while on my own to learn." Sasuke answered the question he knew the other man was thinking. “I don’t cook often though.”

Iruka smiled softly, he wanted to ask about the Uchiha's family, but didn't think he had the right to yet. Instead he pushed the vegetables aside on his plate, picking out what he didn't like with a small grin in Sasuke's direction before he took a bite. The professor made a sound of approval and nodded.

"You taught yourself well," he praised.

Sasuke nodded, still chewing his bite of steak. "Thank you." Sasuke noted the smaller man pushing the vegetables to the side.

"You should have said something." He stole a few of the discarded vegetables.

Iruka laughed. "I like the flavor they add to the meat. I don't mind really, thank you for making diner."

He glanced over at Sasuke with a grin and nodded toward his shoulder. "You have a tattoo?"

Sasuke glanced down at his shoulder as if he had forgotten he even had it. "I do." He answered simply.

"And you're welcome." He lifted his glass of tea, taking a long drink. "I've had it since I was a kid."

"Does it mean anything?" Iruka asked curiously. "I've never seen that design before."

"Mmm, it's an ancient seal of some sort." He answered looking up at the professor, a small smirk gracing his lips.

The brunette smiled and went back to his meal, glancing at Sasuke from the corners of his eyes. "Do you have any other tattoos?"

"No, that's the only one." The Uchiha answered taking another bite.

They sat in a comfortable silence while they both worked on clearing their plates. The phone rang while they were ribbing each other on how the other looked covered in sugar and Iruka immediately hopped up to answer it.

Luckily, before he could pick up the receiver, the caller I.D. came on and said in a woman's voice, "Caller: Hyuuga, Neji."

The smaller man blinked and glanced over his shoulder, looking for Sasuke's advice.

Sasuke shrugged, not caring if the professor answered the phone or not, going back to eating as if it were not Neji calling to ask about him.

When Iruka answered the phone Sasuke looked back over at the smaller man who was still looking at him wondering what to do.

"He's there," Neji said.

It wasn't a question, but Iruka nodded anyway, forgetting for a moment that the other man couldn't see him. He could hear the vice president and lawyer grounding his teeth together in annoyance.

"He's been there all day."

Again it wasn't a question but the brunette frowned with guilt. "Yes he has."

"May I speak to him," though posed like a question, it was obviously a demand.

Iruka sighed lightly and went back to the Uchiha, handing the phone over with a disappointed look. Sasuke took the phone, Neji instantly starting to explain what was happening to the Uchiha who stared blankly at the wall in front of him, Iruka circling around to take his seat and slowly pick at his food.

"I left them on the counter... did you check my desk?" Sasuke let out a small growl in frustration. "Ask Sai."

There was a long silence. "Fine. Put me on speaker."

Sasuke gave Iruka an apologetic look before standing, heading to the bathroom on the bottom floor and closing the door as to not bother the brunette while he finished his meal.

Iruka didn't go back to eating. Instead he sat in front of his movie collection and organized them, not feeling comfortable eating without his dark haired companion.

Ten minutes passed by quickly and their diner went cold. The brunette rearranged his movies in alphabetical order and then by genre, sighing as he finally got up and sat on the couch.

He wasn't used to this, though Iruka knew Sasuke was doing something important, it felt like he was being ignored. He didn't want to stand between the Uchiha and his company and job, but it was so strange that the young man didn't even have time to date or even have an entire day to himself.

The professor took off his wire rimmed glasses and rubbed his eyes before glancing outside. It was dark now, the city lights dazzling brightly against the black background.

Another forty minutes passed and Sasuke finally emerged from the bathroom looking particularly annoyed, brows furrowed as he walked back over and placed the cordless phone on the base.

Quickly noting that Iruka didn't finish his dinner with out him, the Uchiha walked over to the couch where the professor was lying down, asleep.

Knowing the brunette had class the next day, Sasuke didn't want to disturb him but leaving the smaller man to sleep on the plush couch without an explanation would be much ruder than waking him. Sasuke bent down, balancing on his toes as he gently gripped and lightly shook Iruka's shoulder.

The brunette shifted and blinked slowly at the blurry figure in front of him. He started, eyes flying open widely as he sat up.

"I didn't mean to fall asleep," Iruka chuckled as he scratched the back of his head.

He stared at the younger man for a few seconds before fumbling with his fingers, groping for his glasses. Sasuke held them up, picking them from the floor. Iruka smiled in thanks and slipped them on, noting Sasuke's annoyance.

"Do you have to leave?" he asked, his grin fading.

Sasuke lifted himself up so he was sitting on the couch where Iruka's torso had just been occupying.

"No, I don't have to go. I apologize for taking so long." He answered glancing over at the TV to see what the other man had fallen asleep watching. "I told the Hyuuga to never call here again, you won’t be bothered."

"I don't mind," Iruka said honestly, leaning against Sasuke's frame. "He should be able to get a hold of you when he needs to. It's alright if he calls here."

"He won’t call again." Sasuke repeated, leaning back on the sofa. Dark eyes disappeared under pale lids as a soft sigh escaped his lips before Sasuke dropped his head back against the throw blanket lying over the back of the couch.

A few seconds later he lifted his head and looked at Iruka. "Are you still up for another movie?"

The brunette watched the younger man with a warm smile, "I've already picked one out that I think you'd like. Let me put up the food, we can skip to dessert."

He tossed a coy grin over his shoulder as he got up and put away their leftovers, leaving the dishes in the sink to be washed later. The brunette set up the plate of chilled strawberries, sneaking one into his mouth while he made them tea.

Sasuke shifted into a more comfortable position as he waited for Iruka to return, the brunette setting down the tray of strawberries dipped in various things down on the coffee table.

"I'll make desert next time." Sasuke raised a brow as he was handed a mug of hot tea.

Iruka watched the Uchiha pick the strawberries without powered sugar or honey and he raised an eyebrow, settling against Sasuke.

"You don't like sweets?" he guessed before taking a sip of his tea.

Sasuke set the top of the strawberry back down on the tray with the little green leaves sticking up.

“I'm not fond of them, no." He answered. "I should have said something earlier."

Iruka set the remote down, picking up a honey covered strawberry with a sly grin. Sasuke took a long sip of his tea, setting the mug down next to the tray before settling back against the plush cushions.

The brunette finished his treat before grabbing up another one, ignoring the previews from movies he'd already seen. "You don't like sweets, I don't like steamed vegetables, your turn again."

Sasuke lifted a brow as Iruka sat back with his strawberry. "What are we watching?" the question came with the opening credits to the movie.

The brunette dug his elbow into the taller man's ribs as punishment for ignoring him, sighing lightly as he straightened his glasses and shifted into the plush cushions. He sat with one of his legs up, bent at the knee tucked just under his chin.

"It's good, trust me," Iruka promised.

Sasuke settled back into the couch as the movie started, the two staying quiet while it played. Iruka glanced over at the raven every few minutes to see if Sasuke was watching or not. Halfway into the two hour movie and Iruka was settled against Sasuke's side, more than half the tray of strawberries already eaten and the smaller man was slowly drifting off to sleep.

"If you'd like to get to bed..." Sasuke said quietly.

The brunette glanced up sharply, his eyes wide with surprise. The Uchiha's arm was heavy around his shoulders, keeping him close as he shifted to put space between them.

"No, why would you say that?!" Iruka narrowed his eyes, offended with the...proposition...

He blushed heavily and turned his face away. "That's not what you meant. I'm sorry."

"You were drifting to sleep, I don't want to keep you." The younger man sat up, reaching for his tea. "I know you have class tomorrow."

The tone and quickness Iruka had used when thinking that the Uchiha had meant something else told the raven more than the professor was aware of. A small smirk curled onto his lips as he took a long drink of the cooled liquid.

The blush refused to leave Iruka's face as he sat with a few inches between them, now fully awake.

"You're not keeping me, and yes, I do have a class tomorrow, but it's in the afternoon," he glanced over, trying to retain some dignity and appear normal.

"Perhaps a different movie then?" Sasuke asked setting down his mug before turning slightly to face the smaller man.

"The movie isn't what's boring me," Iruka's lips quirked up into a strangled grin as he sat, keeping his eyes on the screen as he poked fun.

Sasuke arched a brow.

"Really?" He shifted again.

"If you'd like me to go so you can go to Anko's to get your-"

Sasuke chuckled lightly when Iruka nearly tackled him to the couch, covering his mouth with his hands.

The smaller man's blush was rampant as he pressed his palms over Sasuke's lips. His eyes were wide with humiliation and horror as his mouth opened and closed, trying to yell out his anguish. Iruka only managed to squeak as he sat straddling the billionaire, Sasuke lying flat on his back.

"D-don't!" the brunette said shrilly. "Kurenai a-and Anko...! For a birthday g-gift! You weren’t supposed to see it!"

Sasuke lifted Iruka's hands from his mouth, the smaller man dropping so that their lips met. Iruka pressed his palms down into the cushion as the Uchiha's traveled up the professor’s deeply tanned arms.

The brunette kissed Sasuke hard, forcing his tongue into the younger man's warm cavern to map and trace over every dip before he allowed the Uchiha's slick muscle to invaded his mouth. Pale hands drifted to Iruka's hips, pulling at the thin shirt and drawing it up as his strong hands worked their way to the professor's chest.

Sasuke sat up, dropping the shirt on the floor before shifting them again, pressing Iruka back as they kissed. Slender fingers traced over the lean muscles of the professor’s torso as he used his other hand on the arm of the couch to support his own weight.

Iruka blushed darkly as he groaned, slowly flicking his deft touch against the buttons that were keeping Sasuke's chest hidden. A hiss of pleasure escaped his kiss-swollen lips as the younger man grazed his nipples with a light brush. Sasuke's fingers glided up and down his ribcage, circling down to his waist before coming back up again.

Once Iruka was pressed against the couch Sasuke's hand came to rest on his hip, finger teasingly dipping into the hem of the professor’s sweatpants.

Soft lips slowly made their way down Iruka's neck as the smaller man fumbled with the last button on Sasuke's crimson shirt. Once undone, Iruka slid the soft material from strong shoulders, the Uchiha accompanying him with the removal of the garment before dropping it on the floor next to the brunette’s.

Iruka moaned softly and arched his back under the reverent kisses lavished on his slender neck. Sasuke's weight settled over him and he blushed an even darker shade, only now realizing that the younger man had manipulated their positions.

His hips flinched at the contact, but Sasuke drew his fingers away, going, for the moment, no further. Iruka's pants were too loose to stand against the stimulation as their bodies conformed to fit each others and they dipped low, clinging to conceal Iruka's modesty.

Sasuke shifted again, his kisses trailing back to Iruka's lips. Pale fingers ghosted over the smaller man's side, feeing the slight shiver the gentle contact caused.

The brunette tensed slightly, squirming for release. Sasuke paused and shifted up, obviously misreading Iruka's intentions. He pulled the younger in for another deep kiss, pressing the palms of his hands against Sasuke's shoulders to guide him into a sitting position. The Uchiha's legs shifted apart to balance Iruka's weight as the small professor moved to straddle his lap.

Iruka moaned lightly, not wanting to be the only one to be touched like he had. His mouth fell from Sasuke's, lips leaving a wet path as he kissed his way down, suckling gently over the rapid pulse. Iruka shifted, pressing his excited groin against the taller man's as his hands drifted over the smooth plane of pale skin.

Sasuke wound his hands around Iruka's waist, pulling the smaller man's hips forward to grind against his own growing erection. The professor’s kisses moved back to reddened lips, the raven sitting up as he pressed their torsos together.

Iruka responded by gyrating his hips against the Uchiha's lap, the taller man slipping his thumbs into the sides of the grey sweatpants, rocking their groins together again. Iruka made a muffled sound of protest. He still didn't have what they needed and by the time he got back from the corner store, the heat would have died with the brunette's reasoning growing leveled with time.

He pulled away from the kiss and pressed his face against Sasuke's neck, nuzzling affectionately before stilling his rolling hips, a soft moan breaking through his pants. The Uchiha paused when Iruka did and the smaller man was glad for it, hoping they would both come to their senses soon.

Sasuke's thumb brushed his right hip again before it stopped over a certain spot, tapping gently. The raven waited for the smaller man to move back far enough for him to see the tattoo.

"Uke, hmm?" An elegant brow arched reading the scrolled letters of Iruka’s preferred sexual position that adorned with green vines and a pink rose, a small smirk passing over his lips.

Iruka's face went brick red in a matter of seconds as he slapped a hand over Sasuke's, hiding the old ink.

"I...I got it in college," he said quickly. "My fraternity during rush week...there was drinking and Asuma and Kakashi just...sort of picked me up and drove me to a parlor. I don't remember much."

Sasuke arched a brow again but didn't prod any farther, instead opting to lightly run his thumb over the slightly raised skin. "I understand."

He shifted, the smaller man pinching his erection slightly between their pressed legs. Iruka moved slowly, rocking his hips. Maybe they couldn't do that...but other things would be fine.

His blush reclaimed his softly rounded cheeks as he rolled his groin against Sasuke's, his doe eyes hooding lowly. The brunette leaned forward, teasing the younger man's lips with the promise of a kiss, trailing his mouth instead downward, covering the pale neck and then chest with his warm lips.

Sasuke rebutted with grinding his hips up into the smaller man's rolling pelvis, his hands gripping the darker waist as he shifted Iruka to get better friction between their erections. Stifling a soft groan, the Uchiha pressed his fingers past the hem as well, pushing the garment lower as Iruka rose to compensate with their shifting weight.

Just as the professor shifted up, their lips met again, large hands gripped the plump cheeks and kneading roughly. Iruka bucked forward, the smaller man's erection now pressed against the pale chest as he balanced on his knees. The raven softly kissed the gently shaped muscles of Iruka’s stomach, slowly moving lower, sucking softly until his chin brushed against dark curls.

Iruka gasped for breath as he watched Sasuke's lean form shift and slouch over the plush cushions until he was in a more comfortable position. He gripped the back of the couch hard, his knuckles turning white as he watched the Uchiha's thin lips nibble at his hem line until it finally gave up providing its owner any decency and dropped around his thighs.

The brunette groaned loudly, quickly slapping a hand over his mouth in embarrassment as he closed his eyes, unable to watch the erotic scene as his blush spread down to his neck. Sasuke teased his stiff length, breathing hotly against it until Iruka tried to move away. The grip on his plush cheeks tightened, the taller man's forefinger dipping between the soft mounds.

Sasuke's fingers brushed lightly over the tight entrance, eliciting another gasp and muffled moan from the professor, his lips calmly teasing against the shaft of Iruka's erection. Nimble fingers coiled around the base, Sasuke thumb pressing against the underside of his shaft and lifting Iruka's erection before a slick muscle darted out to lick the precum threatening to drip onto the raven's pale chest.

Another loud moan sounded and Sasuke moved back enough to look up at the smaller man, slightly startled at his volume. Upon seeing the red flush over tanned cheeks, a smirk slipped onto the Uchiha's lips before his pink tongue darted past them, pressing into the slit on the head of the throbbing erection in his hand.

Iruka bucked his hips away with a loud groan, his eyes still shut tightly. The hot mouth over his cock disappeared for an instant and there was a slurping noise. He looked down, his soft features drawn into a look of almost pain to see what Sasuke was doing.

The younger man's lips quirked upward before he pressed Iruka's groin back toward him. The brunette mewled and writhed as Sasuke sucked on his weeping head.

He snapped his hips back again when the sensation became too much, gasping in surprise when his movement made the Uchiha's slippery finger slide deep into his entrance. Iruka's thighs trembled as he stared blankly at the wall across from him, his grip on the back of the couch becoming tighter.

The younger man waited as he felt the tight ring of muscle try to force the impaling digit out. When Iruka shifted forward to evade the long finger, he, in turn, pressed back into the warm cavern already covering the head of his cock.

Sasuke move his finger, pulling out slightly before pressing in until his third knuckle was threatening to be buried inside as well. The slender digit moved around, seeking out the one spot he knew would make the smaller man scream. Sasuke leaned back, letting Iruka's erection slip from his mouth as pale lips found the other's stomach again, kissing and sucking softly during his search.

The brunette's panting increased dramatically with the stimulation as he squirmed, glad his erection was no longer being teased so cruelly. He cradled Sasuke's head, guiding him to sensitive zones along his hips and abdomen.

"D-deeper," Iruka stuttered through his hand.

He was humiliated from his loud noises and didn't want to alarm the Uchiha further—

"Haa!" Iruka arched his back sharply and let loose a shriek of pleasure, shutting his eyes tightly as Sasuke found the desired spot.

The younger man rubbed over the little bump furiously, cocking his finger upward, angled toward the professor's pelvis. Iruka flinched, thrashing his hips in order to escape as his prostate was assaulted without pause.

"I...I don't h-have--" he cried out again.

Sasuke slipped his finger back, letting the smaller man relax a bit before pressing the digit in again, hitting the bundle of nerves dead on. His lips smashed on the soft skin just above dark curls as Iruka hugged his head.

The Uchiha slid his other hand to cup the professor’s balls, kneading the sack before his fingers curled around the pulsing member. The brunette bucked into the sensation as a palm was pressed firmly against his shaft, giving it a few tight strokes.

A hot breath rolled over the leaking head before Sasuke's tongue made contact once more, lapping the precum up before curling his slick muscle back into his mouth.

"Get some." He said deeply, withdrawing the slender digit from the plush rear, dark eyes looking up at the professor.

Iruka was shaking as he dropped back to land heavily in Sasuke's lap. He could feel the younger man's thick erection pressing into his reddened cheeks with hand prints on them. The brunette was too worked up to say no, the only thing running through his mind was where he could possibly go to get some that was...close...enough....

His eyes widened with realization and he nodded, kissing Sasuke fiercely before pulling away, stumbling to his feet. Iruka's sweat pants tangled around his ankles and he kicked them away to keep from tripping, he wouldn't need them anyway.

He grabbed up the first shirt he reached, shirking it on, not noticing it was Sasuke's. It was large enough to cover him somewhat decently, stopping around mid-thigh. Iruka had the patience to do up one button in the middle before he shot out of his apartment, slamming the door and leaving a confused looking Uchiha in his wake.

The smaller man was out and down the hall in a weaving flash. The apartments in the building were large enough so that only two could fit on one floor. Anko's door was a few long yards from his and he banged on it harshly.

Iruka was panting with the strain of his arousal, biting his lip to keep at least some semblance of sanity. He blinked at the walls, wondering when they had gotten so blurry. His mind caught up to him a few seconds later and he then wondered when he had lost his glasses.

Anko took her sweet time in answering, roaring loudly about interruptions as she stomped toward the door and flung it open. She was completely naked, looking just as sexually frustrated as Iruka. He spotted his old vibrator in her hand, glistening in the light.

Anko blinked widely, taking in the other brunette's appearance. She must have read things wrong, because she puffed up her chest and grabbed Iruka's arm, pulling him inside.

"Stay there!" she snarled as she leapt out into the hallway, raising the vibrator like a weapon. "I'll go kill him, you call for back up!"

Sasuke shifted on the couch, something poking him in the rear. "Itai." He mumbled, lifting himself up and pulling out the offending object.

He looked the professor’s glasses over, the thin wire frame was bent out of shape. The Uchiha set the glasses down on the coffee table next to the remote, glancing up at the TV and arching a brow.

Apparently Anko had put it on a timer again, the porn channel, and the raven was graced with seeing two men with another sandwiched between them. The other elegant brow followed its brother as more joined the group. Sasuke turned off the television and shifted again, his erection constricted painfully in his pants.

"No!" Iruka cried, physically holding the angered woman back.

She only stopped when she felt his erection poking against her ass. Anko looked down and lifted up his shirt to get a good look at his aroused state.

"Holy fuck, Iruka! What the hell are you doing here?" she asked, poking his hard on with the vibrator. "I thought that asshole raped you, looks like you were just getting started."

Iruka slapped the sex toy away, blushing furiously.

"I don't have any lube or condoms," he explained quickly. "Please Anko do you--"

The nude woman was already rushing back into her apartment, breasts bouncing happily. She rummaged around in her closet for a moment, then her bathroom, and night drawer, shooting around her home like a hummingbird.

Iruka groaned as the seconds ticked by like hours, glancing back toward his door and wondering if he'd be able to take Sasuke in dry or maybe with spit. He dug his teeth into his bottom lip, unable to stop himself from stroking his hard cock, squeezing his eyes shut in embarrassment.

A sharp buzzing and hum he recognized well echoed in the halls before he glanced down, yelping in surprise when he found Anko leering at him and rubbing the vibrator over the shirt, stimulating his nipples. His erection ached and a tiny orgasmic spasm shuddered through him as he twisted away, gasping for breath.

"ANKO!" he yelled.

The busty woman cackled before tossing him a box of large lubricated condoms and warming body oil.

"You have to tell me about it in the morning!" Anko smirked.

Iruka ignored her and pelted back to his apartment, opening the door and slamming it behind him. He looked up through his loose locks of falling hair, watching as Sasuke rose, his pale hand rubbing over his pant-covered groin.

Sasuke arched a brow seeing the slightly disheveled state the professor was in. He started to speak but was stopped when Iruka pressed against him, their lips locked in a deep kiss.

Being almost tackled by the smaller man, the Uchiha was holding the brunette up, long tanned legs wrapped tightly around the pale waist, Iruka slowly gyrating against him.

Sasuke headed for the stairs, easily carrying the lighter male up the metal staircase.

Iruka groaned, his hips jerking fitfully against the taller man's clothed groin. He panted with strain, his arms wound around Sasuke's neck, pulling them closer as his mouth was ravaged by the skillful tongue of the younger. The brunette blushed hard, rubbing his aching cock over the Uchiha's stomach, near a fit with arousal.

"Onegai, Sasuke-sama, yate!" he said desperately.

Sasuke turned, dropping them onto the bed, Iruka lying under the Uchiha as slender, pale fingers unbuttoned the dress shirt Iruka was wearing. Slowly he teased the professor’s nipples with his thumbs even as Iruka wiggled up higher on the bed, pulling the raven up with him.

Sasuke kissed his way up the bare chest presented to him, his teeth gently grazing the soft flesh of Iruka's neck as their hips grinded together roughly.

The shirt tangled around Iruka's arms, somewhat trapping him as he bucked under the taller frame, pleading without shame. His body ached and writhed as Sasuke's mouth fell on his chest and ribs, his tongue slipping down his flat stomach before coming back up to press hard against his lips.

The brunette gasped with pleasure, laving his attention on the Uchiha's neck and shoulders, his teeth nibbling softly in a teasing way before biting down.

Sasuke let out a soft groan, hips grinding down into Iruka as his own hand squeezed the professor’s drooling erection. He then ran his thumb over and pressed into the slit on the head of the other's arousal as he climbed more onto the bed. The raven propped himself on one elbow as he kissed along the curve of Iruka's neck, slowly pumping the smaller man's cock.

The brunette moaned loudly, letting his head drop back against the pillow. His hips created a rhythm in Sasuke's large hand as he opened his thighs. The Uchiha settled on his side, watching as Iruka cried out while his body and sensitive zones were found and memorized. He couldn't stop panting as he jerked, turning his doe brown gaze to the younger man next to him.

Dark eyes grazed over the deeply tanned body beneath him, the professor’s lean muscles seemed to be shivering just beneath the glistening skin with his touch. Sasuke's strong hand created a tight tunnel around the other's throbbing erection as pale lips slowly traveled down the brunette's torso, sucking lightly on the taunt flesh and leaving small bruises in their wake.

The raven's hot breath passed over the blushing head of Iruka's arousal, slender fingers sliding between parted cheeks before Sasuke darted his tongue out and ran the slick muscle along the under side of the smaller man's thick shaft.

Taking a few quick laps at the precum slowly running down the throbbing member, Sasuke slipped a lube coated finger into the reddened entrance, having thieved the tube from the brunette.

After a few deep thrusts with the single digit, another long finger was added and the professor’s hips arched up off the bed, pressing against Sasuke's chest as the younger kissed slowly back up the writhing body still trapped beneath his own.

Iruka was muffling his sharp cries by biting his lower lip but soft whimpers were escaping despite his efforts. The Uchiha nipped at the abused lip, stealing it from the smaller man as a third finger was added, thrusting deep inside the warm passage.

Iruka cried out as his prostate was hit, coupled with the fluid pumping of his cock made the smaller frame arch off the bed into Sasuke, who continued his assault on the bundle of nerves. It wasn't long before the brunette shook, clinging tightly to Sasuke's broad shoulders, his spine bending upward as he shut his eyes and cried out his orgasm.

His mouth dropped open, a look of complete ecstasy lighting his soft features as his toes curled. A hot splash of cum shot out to cover Iruka's abdomen and stomach while he bucked his hips against the intrusion, for a moment not feeling the stinging pain of being stretched. He slowly came down, panting lightly and staring blindly at the ceiling.

Sasuke took advantage of the smaller man's relaxed frame and started spreading his three fingers. Iruka made no noise, simply breathing as his body was put in post orgasmic bliss, eyes shining listlessly as he blinked.

He glanced down after a few moments, reaching to pet his hand through the Uchiha's damp locks. Sasuke looked up from where he had been staring intently at the professor's abused hole, face flushed with arousal as he smirked, darting his tongue across his lips.

Iruka moaned lowly, aching to feel the taller man's cock inside him, slowly realizing that Sasuke hadn't even become fully undressed yet. He shifted, hips jerking sharply while the younger continued stretching him.

"Sasuke-sama," Iruka breathed heavily, his body shining in the glow from the street lamps outside. "Onegai let me..."

The raven shifted withdrawing his fingers from the tight entryway moving to hover over Iruka on his hands and knees. The two kissed as the professor’s fingers traced over the solid muscles and pale skin, working his way down to the black slacks the young billionaire still adorned.

Sasuke ground into the other's palm as Iruka pressed against his erection from the outside of the smooth material. Soft lips kissed down the deep honey hued neck, stopping to leave a hickey before continuing on to nip lightly at the exposed collar bone as nimble fingers unbuttoned the Uchiha's pants.

Iruka made a cute mewling noise as he tilted his head back, giving Sasuke's lips full access. He wanted to see the other man though, do the things that had been done to him. The flushed brunette brought the Uchiha's mouth to his, sending his tongue into the eagerly parted thin lips.

Sasuke rolled his hips in an instinctually needy movement, making the smaller man groan with want. Iruka drew his hands to the pale shoulders, pushing firmly as he took control. Sasuke swayed for a moment, obviously not wanting to give up being in charge. The professor sucked the younger's tongue into his hot mouth, showing exactly what he was going to do.

The Uchiha finally turned them over, bring the slender body on top of his, holding Iruka around the waist. The brunette nuzzled his cheek against Sasuke's neck, carefully leaving a wet trail of kisses down the line of the taller man's body.

He closed his eyes and let his hands show him what he couldn't see clearly without his glasses. Iruka's fingers traced the easy curves of Sasuke's hard body, mapping out every dip and line, his mouth following at a slower pace. He made his way to the hem of the offending pants, blocking his prize from his worshipping touch.

The brunette glanced up, his gaze not focusing entirely until he squinted through his falling locks. Sasuke's face was fully flushed with heady arousal, his eyes shut as he tried to control himself. Iruka pressed his lips against the sharp hipbone beneath his mouth, watching the pale chest expand quickly as a gasp sounded.

He slipped between the Uchiha's legs, watching the defined abdominal muscles twitch and flex while Sasuke fisted his hands over the sheets. The professor sighed, breathing hotly over the pale skin as he tugged at the black pants, the smooth material sliding down without effort. He sat back to pull them completely off, taking the time to strip Sasuke of his dark socks as well.

Iruka's lips tickled over the pale arch of a heel, moving upward to the ankle and then calf. His deft fingers were busy massaging tense muscle, easing the taller man down with languid strokes of his fingers.

Iruka eyed the black boxers above him, sliding his gentle touch up, ghosting over the taller man's pale skin to slip into the leg of the underwear. His mouth and tongue found a spot on Sasuke's inner thigh that they liked to suck and mark while his warm fingers traced nonsense patterns, slowly working toward their goal.

The younger's hard cock strained against the silken material, a wet spot forming from the released precum. Iruka drifted his fingers against the tightened sac between the shaking thighs, rubbing them carefully before cupping and rolling them in his palm.

He pulled his hand away, mouth watering with anticipation as he pulled at the hem line. Iruka tossed the boxers away, watching their blurry shape land against something else his unfocused gaze couldn't define.

The brunette turned back, easing back down as he slid his hands toward Sasuke's hard groin. He paused, stilling suddenly before he blinked. Iruka bent closer, squinting to make sure he was honestly seeing....

He glanced up with wide eyes, blinking owlishly at the younger man. Sasuke was pierced. At the base of his thick and drooling cock was a black metal bar, a matching one settled just below the cut head of the large organ, both pieces gleaming brightly in the dark room, catching the light from outside.

The professor's hesitation didn't go unnoticed by the raven; Sasuke shifted, propping himself up on his elbows, looking down at the brunette who looked rather...scared.

"I should have..." The younger started but stopped when the brunette ran his tongue over the head of his pulsing erection.

Pale fingers dug into the light cotton sheets, a soft groan escaping his parted lips. Iruka's fingers curled around the base of the Uchiha's thick cock, just above the metal bar, careful not to touch the piercing, obviously uncertain how to deal with the sensitive jewelry.

The smaller man darted his tongue out to lightly brush it over the pulsing vein under the heavy shaft. He rubbed the pad of his thumb at the point where the rigid length and balls met, gently working over the wrinkled skin.

Iruka's glance went to Sasuke's when the younger sat up, one arm out behind him as the other curled into thick chocolate locks in a lax position. He let his eyes fall closed as pale fingers shifted through his slick tendrils of hair, moving the strands aside so the view went unhindered. Iruka felt his cheeks warm at the watchful gaze he could feel glued to his mouth, but it didn't bother as much as he thought it would.

He lightly drew his lips over the broad twitching flesh, barely touching as he memorized the silken texture. The professor wasn't sure about the piercing, so he watched Sasuke's face carefully before pressing the tip of his tongue against the top one.

The younger man's hips bucked and a shuddering breath passed through him, his eyes clouding darkly. Iruka did it again; touch still feathery soft, this time as he danced his plump lips over the bottom piercing. Sasuke's eyes nearly closed as he groaned freely, a deep noise that rumbled through his chest and resembled purring.

The smaller man tucked a strand of hair behind his ear as he focused on the thick cock in front of him, drooling for attention. He wrapped his hand firmly around the wide base, jerking it a few times and making sure to press his thumb against the lower metal bar. Sasuke's breath hitched at the sudden solid touches, his face screwing up in pleasure before he regained control.

Iruka dipped his head low, opening his mouth to take in the head of Sasuke's weeping erection, sucking lightly in contrast to the hard motions his hand was making. He slowly lowered his lips down, his jaw stretching wide to accommodate the Uchiha's thick length. The brunette's own cock was twitching between his legs, brought back to life at the almost whispered erotic sounds Sasuke uttered.

The contrast in stimulation on his pulsing cock caused the raven to thrust into the hot cavern engulfing him slowly. The professor took in the Uchiha's length willingly, giving a tight squeeze to the base. When the smaller man pulled back, sucking deeply, a low groan spilled over his parted lips.

Brown eyes met the endless pools of black, watching every move the other made, a darker hue now flushing over the smaller man's cheeks as the Uchiha reached for the unopened box of condoms Anko had provided. Sasuke arched a brow when he grabbed the box from where Iruka had left them beside the pillows, noticing they were flavored according to color.

He dumped the different colored packs into his open palm, showing them for the professor to see. Iruka slurped off the reddened tip of the twitching length, idly forcing the highest piercing back and forth through the skin it occupied, stimulating the thick vein with his tongue.

He motioned toward to one wrapped in red, assuming it was cherry or something else he didn't mind. Sasuke ripped open the package, waiting for the professor to move away, his brows drawn together in concentration and pleasure. The brunette lowered his gaze for a second, his blush deepening further as he reached for the slick condom.

Sasuke's eyes followed his movements curiously, widening slightly when he watched the smaller man slip the rubber into his mouth.

Iruka's jaw and tongue worked for a short while he situated the strong tasting condom. He made sure the edges were trapped behind his teeth, grabbing Sasuke's thick cock to steady it as he leaned forward.

The smaller man pushed his tongue out, stretching the tip of the rubber to touch the leaking head of the Uchiha's cock, slowly slipping down. He massaged the condom into place with his lips, going down as far as he could, his eyes closing as he swallowed around his gag reflex.

Iruka's nose brushed against the black curls before he pulled back, bringing a hand up to pinch the tip, making sure there was enough space. He glanced up, eyes wide and looking strangely lethargic though brightened by lust. The brunette kissed the thick shaft once more before he sat up, moving his hair from his face again, his knees shifting against Sasuke's inner thighs.

A smirk curled its way onto pale lips as the younger pulled Iruka back up to him simultaneously turning them so he was on top, the smaller man's reawakened erection now pressed between their abdomens.

Iruka rolled his body, grinding their hips together as Sasuke ran his hands down over the honeyed flesh beneath him. Wrapping his legs around the Uchiha's waist, he spread his thighs as far as the position would allow, rocking once more in invitation.

Sasuke captured the smaller man’s mouth as he resituated, long fingers prodding lightly at the reddened entrance as the younger positioned himself for entry. When Iruka rocked against him, the Uchiha used the opportunity to press his member into him. A small cry of surprise from kiss swollen lips was swallowed by the taller man who stilled, only to trail kisses down to the bruised neck.

Slowly sheathing himself, Sasuke curled his long fingers around Iruka's erection, distracting the other from the pain of bring stretched further as the Iruka gasped and wriggled underneath him.

The brunette closed his eyes and turned away, throwing his arm over his face so that his expression was hidden from darkly keen eyes. He felt too full, stretched beyond what he was used to, maybe more than he ever had been before.

Secretly Iruka was glad he had had the vibrator. It made him grow used to the intrusion faster than he should have. He drew his free hand up from Sasuke's broad shoulder, his fingers curling in the silken locks tightly; ready to pull hard if the boy moved too soon.

The Uchiha's mouth fell upon his soft skin, leaving a gentle trail of kisses along his neck and chin. He nudged Iruka's arm away so that he could see the professor's soft face, waiting patiently. Iruka shifted slowly, feeling the thick cock all the way up his spine. He took in a shaky breath, his entrance pulled taunt around Sasuke's erection.

The brunette reached for one of his many pillows, his lower back in an uncomfortable position. The younger realized what he was doing and helped, gently lifting Iruka's slender hips up and grabbing the pillow, pushing it under the smaller body.

The base of the professor's spine rested over the cushion, making him more relaxed. Iruka let out a deep sigh, gazing up at the pale face above him, Sasuke's hand making lazy strokes against the brunette's cock.

When it didn't hurt so much, Iruka withdrew his tight grip from the Uchiha's hair, taking in long breaths to calm his body. He let his hands fall beside his head, his chocolate locks fanning over the pillow and his fingers as he gave a nod, shutting his eyes again.

Sasuke tightened his grip on the smaller man's erection, giving the engorged member a few hard strokes before sliding back, leaving the head of his latex covered cock inside the tight hole. A soft groan escaped the Uchiha as the tight ring of muscles clamped down around the top piercing as the young billionaire pressed into Iruka again.

The professor gasped with being filled. A pale mouth brushed lightly over the pulsing vein in his honeyed neck, slowly moving back up to catch plump, parted lips in a kiss. The raven pulled back out, tilting his hips so he was angled better, having memorized where the smaller man's 'sweet spot' was.

He thrust in harder this time, drawing back out quickly and pressing in again when the brunette bucked almost completely into him. Sasuke kissed along the arched neck, his hand stilling just slightly as a finger teased the exposed head of Iruka’s arousal even as his thick cock was slowly withdrawn and pounded back in again.

Iruka covered his mouth with his hand again, eyes growing dizzy with the over-stimulation. His groin jerked, the coil of bliss slowly being worked and built upon with every move Sasuke made.

The brunette groaned loudly, arching his back to get more of Sasuke's length into him. His legs unraveled from the taller man's waist, one of them rubbing encouragingly over the Uchiha's outer thigh. Iruka took in shallow breaths, staring off to the side as he was gently rocked over the bed.

His hips snapped up sharply and a sudden wail pierced the almost silence as the thick cock dragged ruthlessly over his prostate, stroking it until it shot pulses through his system. The sturdy metal frame of the bed held strong as Iruka thrashed, unused to the near constant pressure on his sweet spot. He shivered with need, bringing his gaze back to Sasuke's face, watching as the Uchiha's eyes lit with strong male pride.

The raven shifted again, sliding his hand down the professor’s thigh before pulling the limb so Iruka's ankle was resting on a muscular shoulder.

The next thrust was deeply angled and made the brunette cry out again, dark hands reaching up to grip pale shoulders, Sasuke's strong arm was now hooked around the long leg, holding the smaller man in place as he plunged in again.

Iruka rolled into the next thrust, earning a deep groan from the younger man before Sasuke continued his assault on the bundle of nerves, his hand slowly starting to stroke the throbbing member he still had a hold of.

The professor tilted his head back, calling the Uchiha's name loudly as he closed his eyes. Sasuke slipped inside fully, the rough bucks of strong hips delving him further inside Iruka's willing body.

The smaller man bit his lip as his brows furrowed into a look of intense pleasure, suddenly gasping for breath and arching his back hard. He short nails made half moon prints across Sasuke's pale skin, only urging the raven further.

The younger paused for a moment to shift himself into a better position, leaning forward slightly to test Iruka's flexibility. He stopped only when the brunette's knee nearly brushed over his honey colored chest. Iruka's other leg rubbed over Sasuke's hip before clenching tightly when they began to move again.

He opened his doe eyed gaze, his lids falling at half mast as he panted, groaning with every twist of Sasuke's hard cock inside him. The professor slid a hand into the Uchiha's black locks, sweeping them back so the younger’s face was clear for his viewing.

Sasuke glanced up at the smaller man though parted bangs before another soft sweep of tanned fingers brushed against his damp forehead. A short grunt swept over parted lips. The sound was almost masked by the raven’s harsh panting.

Another deep thrust caused Iruka to shut his eyes, moaning loudly as he was stimulated from the inside and out while a slender digit pressed into the leaking slit on his erection. The Uchiha picked up his speed and slowly increased the power of his thrusts, dipping his head to compensate his balance.

Pale lips lightly caressed the other's slender neck as the small piercing pain of Iruka's short nails goaded the taller man on.

The brunette shrieked and bucked his hips, face fully flushed and tinted with arousal. Strands of deeply chocolate hair stuck to his forehead, some locks falling to the corner of his open mouth. Iruka panted roughly, glancing down the line of his stomach to watch Sasuke spear into his weeping body.

His cock jumped as the younger man moved his hand away, moaning as Sasuke placed it by his head, catching a fistful of hair. Iruka's brows drew together as the taller leaned down the few inches separating them, immediately delving his slick tongue past the professor's pouting lips.

The thorough kiss made Iruka whimper desperately, his end coming soon, sweeping through his lower abdomen and collecting in his groin.

Sasuke listened to the smaller male plea unknowingly, words slipping from his mouth when the Uchiha pulled away. Mostly the brunette seemed set on repeating Sasuke's name, but other things spilled out too, almost incoherent.

The thrusts grew harder, the pale billionaire's hips slapping loudly against Iruka's rear. The professor's cries grew in volume, his keening wails echoing in the large apartment. He arched his back, twisting and rolling his body in jerking movements as his gaze fell between them, watching Sasuke's thick cock press into his willing body, splitting him in half.

Iruka closed his eyes tightly as his rapid breathing hitched, his hips suddenly bucking sharply, enough to make Sasuke's rhythm falter. He tilted his head back, exposing his slender neck as he screamed. The brunette thrashed and then stilled, not breathing for a few moments as his balls tightened and a spasm shot through him.

The orgasm left him shaking and blinking widely in a look of surprise. His cock pulsed and spilled his milky cum over what he had already deposited before, covering his stomach and chest in a splash of white.

The Uchiha groaned when a spasm shook the smaller man again, the clenching passage and the sudden jerking on his own cock stimulating the metal rod as it passed through the tight ring of muscles. Another jerk of slender hips earned the brunette a deeper groan and a hand on his hips to steady them.

Continuing his assault into the abused entrance, Sasuke muffled his moan against the other's exposed neck as the smaller man intentionally tightened himself around the impaling cock.

This time it was the pale hips that jerked, the increased pressure on his swollen organ breaking the set rhythm. Sasuke pressed in further, though he was already completely sheathed inside the other, his teeth lightly grazing the darker flesh that his hot breath was hitting.

A few more deep thrusts and sharp incisors pierced the tender honeyed skin as every muscle in the strong frame tensed with one last hard thrust and all movement was stilled.

Iruka cradled Sasuke's body with his own, sliding his shaking hands into Sasuke's damp hair, moaning softly in the younger's ear. His nerves buzzed with pleasure, lulling him to a comfortable state of drowsiness.

The brunette petted the pale sweating back comfortingly, helping the Uchiha to wind down as his rapid panting slowed. He pressed a kiss to Sasuke's temple, breathing a sigh before lowering his leg from the strong shoulder.

Iruka let Sasuke stay between his smooth thighs, his long legs falling open until his knees were brushing against the blanket beneath them. He smiled warmly, a drunken look dominating his expression.

"Thank you," Iruka muttered fondly.

The brunette was a firm believer in the fact that certain things just needed to be praised and appreciated greatly instead of being taken for granted. That second orgasm was one of them.

Sasuke raised his head slightly to look at the smaller man, a slight confused furrow to his elegant brows. Upon realizing what the thanks was for pale lips curled into a smirk. He shifted to hover over Iruka, slowly pulling himself out of the still clenching entrance with a soft groan escaping the Uchiha as his cock was still half hard.

The brunette's doe eyes fluttered shut at the sensation, his hand drifting down, trailing along Sasuke's flushed skin. He brushed his fingers over the thick length, grinning softly as he pushed his finger against the tip, making it jump and twitch.

"Shower?" Iruka suggested lightly.

"Mmm..." Sasuke lightly grinded into the teasing touch. "Let’s go."

The raven shifted again, Iruka's lips meeting his own as the younger pulled them both to the edge of the bed, lips locked even as they stood. The smaller man pressed himself against the Uchiha, leading the billionaire into the bathroom.

Iruka winced, the pleasant numbing sensation slowly easing away as he worked out the stretched muscle. He opened his mouth to Sasuke's insistent tongue, the deep kiss distracting him a bit from the aching pain.

The brunette couldn't help but grin when he opened his eyes, watching how the Uchiha had to bend to reach his plump lips. He sighed and pulled away, trailing his mouth along Sasuke's collarbone, having to stand on the tips of his toes as he walked backwards.

Iruka steadied his hands against the younger's broad chest, moaning softly as he started sucking and nibbling on Sasuke's neck. They stumbled into the bathroom, the taller man flicking on the bright lights, making both of them wince and pull away comically.

While Iruka adjusted the water to his desired temperature Sasuke disposed of the cherry flavored condom in the trash before the smaller man turned and pullied him into the shower.

They stood in silence for a few long moments, the brunette letting his eyes drift close as he leaned his back against Sasuke's pale chest, enjoying the younger's warmth. A smile lit his swollen lips as the Uchiha wrapped his strong arms around Iruka's small frame, slowly moving up and down to help wash away the sticky mess.

After rinsing themselves from sweat and other bodily fluids, the professor handed Sasuke the shampoo having taken enough in his own hands to get a good lather in the chocolate locks.

Iruka managed to blush when Sasuke started kissing his neck, his large hands drifting over the smaller form. The grin slipped back over the brunette's lips as he washed out his hair and turned around, sliding his arms around the younger man's neck and pulling him down for a proper kiss.

He bucked his hips forward when Sasuke's grip found his plump rear and squeezed hard, the long fingers moving between the reddened cheeks. Iruka lifted a leg and wrapped it around the Uchiha's waist, moaning lowly as he tilted his head back and let Sasuke kiss him.

They lay in bed together afterwards, both exhausted and still panting lightly. Iruka reached behind him, stroking the taller man's wet hair as they spooned comfortably, each staring off into the city lights through the high windows. The brunette groaned softly, shifting under the light covers before he drifted off, pressing his body securely in Sasuke's arms.

A/N: Dom- this story is already written out...like...300+ pages. Yeah. Dig it. So you'll never have to worry about updates...unless we both die. From my eating too many kittens.