He Can't Let Go

A/N: Oh my—WOW…this chapter is something else. I think my fingers are bleeding from excessive typing, not to mention it's TWICE as long as previous chapters. My second sex scene EVERRRR! Man it was harder than the first, let me tell you. I spent all day Thursday whining to people on how I didn’t know how I was going to get it out, and writer’s block and blahblahblah, but look here it is!

BTW, I was serious in my last note about wearing a condom. This chapter is so sexy it has the possibility of getting you pregnant. So if there is not birth control available, go to the corner gas station, now!! Ha, I’m just messing with you. =P

And ohhhhhhh man, I forgot to write replies to reviews last chapter in my urgency to get it out, hope nobody’s mad!

KakaSasu_4ever = Thanks for always reviewing and putting up with my cliffhangers! And off-site thanks for listening to me complain about random things and tell irrelevant anecdotes about my life. Your obsession with Kaka/Sasu “LOVE” is starting to rub off on me, so this chapter actually came out sweeter than I thought it would. Anyways, hope you like this chapter!


Pangasius = Thank you! I’m very glad you enjoy my writing style and story. I’m sorry Kakashi does not get raped, I really can’t see that happening, so it would take quite a lot of convincing for me to write…but never say never! Still, I don’t usually make Sasuke just bend over, he’s a little feisty so you’ll have to settle for that in this chapter.


MAKandCHEESE = First of all, I have to bow down to you for drawing stuff for me! I can’t wait to see it. And for all the…ahem…“inspiration” you send me XD. I totally appreciate you being willing to help me edit and even give me chapter ideas, but I’m sticking to making you go OOOOOOO only when I update, sorrys ^^. I still love you, though! And no Kaka/Iru will be necessary (EVER) because I wrote more…please never threaten me with that again.


MewMew2 = Haaaa I’m glad you loved the scarecrow, I thought it was adorable personally. It really is so “Naruto”, but here’s the next chapter, hope you likes! =]


yaoi_is_my_antidrug = I’m so glad you like this! It’s soooo obvious Sasuke thinks these things to himself about Orochimaru and Kabuto, I think if he didn’t he would go crazy without an outlet, heh. But yes! The ALMOST kiss, I love reading teasing parts like that as well. And boy are you right. Kakashi has the surprise of his life waiting at home…time to read and find out how he reacts! XD


Time to read some full-blown SMUT!


It was nearly seven in the morning before Kakashi shuffled himself up the steps to his residence. He was so tired he could barely walk. Shortly after three someone had reported seeing Sasuke’s blond alias in the children’s ward, sending the entire hospital into an uproar. Especially, he recalled, when Tsunade showed up and realized it was a false alarm. He felt like he could still hear echoes of her shouts in his head.

After twice stubbing his toe from not lifting his foot high enough, Kakashi had finally made it to his door. Reaching above him, groaning as the action stretched his already worn out back muscles, he fumbled around the top of the doorframe before finding his spare key. He knew it was bad to keep it in such an obvious place, but as far as he knew nobody apart from himself was tall enough to reach it.

Slinging his bag against the already cluttered “coat rack”, which wobbled in protest under the added weight, his eye dropped observantly to a foreign pair of sandals. So Sasuke did come, he thought with a smirk, kicking his own off to lie haphazardly next to them. Deep down, he felt a sliver of that happy feeling from before rise knowing the Uchiha kept his promise not to leave.

Traipsing down the hall, he found himself in the living room. Nothing. The couch appeared just as empty as he’d left it, besides a slight indentation of someone who had recently sat there. A sinking feeling in his stomach was barely registered. Had Sasuke come here and changed his mind halfway through? Was he so desperate to leave Konoha that he’d fled barefoot? Kakashi knew he should have talked with him a little longer, used his perfected method of coercion to better stabilize the Uchiha’s reasoning to stay.

Or perhaps…the unexpected physical…sexual…contact had gone unwanted.

Well that would certainly be a blow to his ego. In all his years Kakashi had never been rejected by anyone, though in all honesty he was the one doing the rejecting as of late. He supposed he had gone through the same compulsion to cut away the bonds that defined him as Sasuke did. Experienced that same belief that if he felt no love for anyone there would be nothing to weigh him down. He’d learned the wrongness of that the hard way, only re-stitching the fragile connections just before the last threads broke.

He didn’t want Sasuke to learn the hard way. That was why he vowed to do anything in his power to make his student realize that before further damage was caused. Anything. Even if that meant going far beyond what Naruto would ever do and seeking out an intimate dependency.

It was terrible really, that he was willing to go out of his way to simulate a false attachment all just to keep Sasuke from destroying his own life. Kakashi had always cared about him, even going so far as to say he liked him as an individual. But, even now what he felt was far from love, and he didn’t see that ever changing. It wasn’t the other’s fault though. Kakashi was just simply too closed off to be open for the possibility.

That’s why, he told himself, he wouldn’t become upset over Sasuke’s choice to depart…even if the teenager had promised not to. That didn’t stop it from stinging a bit, though.

Oh well. Shucking off his flak jacket along with the blue uniform shirt, they were thrown in a crumpled heap to the floor. He’d wash them later. Right now, he was too tired to think, too tired to care. Along the adjacent hallway he dragged his feet, slightly miffed that Sasuke had neglected to turn his lamp off in his rush to exit. Flipping the switch with a grumble, Kakashi finally reached his door, which had been thrown wide open.

Well, this was surprising.

The jounin’s visible eye grew slightly larger. So he didn’t leave. Imagine that. Perhaps he had misjudged Sasuke. Maybe part of him really did want to stay…or maybe he just wants his information like I agreed. Well, whichever. The point was Sasuke was still here, which means he wasn’t gone, which meant Kakashi hadn’t blown his chance back at the hospital. His sluggish state of mind didn’t allow him to think much further than that. He was at the point where he felt so tired it was like he’d been drugged and couldn’t function. Contemplation could wait till later.

Attempting to be quiet, but not trying nearly as hard as he could, Kakashi made his way to the dresser. Untying his hitai-ite, he placed it metal side up in front of the Team Seven picture. The way the frame was angled caused light to reflect his present appearance in the glass. His gray eye was threatening to snap shut at any moment, revealing just how sleepy he was.

Turning back around, he was met with a whole new challenge.

Sasuke had taken it upon himself to splay out on the center of the tiny bed, leaving hardly any room off to the sides. Despite shuriken-patterned blankets bunched up around his head obstructing view from the Uchiha’s face, Kakashi could tell by the visible hair and upturned palm next to it that he was lying on his back. Now, had he possessed a bit more common sense at the moment, the man would realize how much easier it would be to grab a spare blanket and sleep elsewhere. But fatigue weighed so heavily on his being, it clouded all thoughts not telling him this was his only option.

Lifting the blankets just enough to climb in, Kakashi nudged the sleeping body over just slightly until enough space was allotted to negate his possibility of falling on the floor mid sleep cycle. He was forced to lay on his side with his back to Sasuke, any other position would entail overlapping of limbs, which would likely make them both uncomfortable. Within seconds his body had reached that borderline between consciousness and sleep, but then something happened that caused both gray and sharingan eyes to go wide with alarm.

With all the speed of someone who had been awake the entire time, Sasuke flipped his body gracefully, mimicking the jounin’s own position behind him. No time was wasted after that. Narrow and naked, Kakashi realized, hips made a calculated arch forward, causing burning stiffened flesh to grind shamelessly into the small of his back. Had he chosen to keep his shirt on, the man was certain he wouldn’t have noticed or been so effected by the trail of smeared liquid the action left behind, staining his skin.

He froze; touch being the only of five senses to work correctly at the moment. Aside from what he was obviously feeling behind him, Kakashi also felt his heart begin to race, his temperature begin to rise, and his breaths become harder to take from beneath his mask. Under all the confusion and stimulation, he could only gather one thing. Sasuke planned this.

The body behind him showed no hesitation in merging the two of them together, proving it had been premeditated and that, yes, Sasuke was completely naked. And hot. From the sultry chest pressed to Kakashi’s shoulder blades to the fully aroused feverish cock that lay smashed into the base of his spine, the Uchiha was an inferno pleading to be further ignited.

He felt the weight just behind his head shift, and the sudden tickling of hair leaning over his shoulder, but the bodily contact beneath the blankets remained. The sharpened point of a nose stroked gently upward, tracing the curve of his neck beneath the mask, even breaths puffing out and warming the material. Smoothness of velvety lips perched just against the outer shell of his ear before the unquestionable wetness of a tongue darted out to trace it.

It gave chills to the entire right side of his body. Had he not been hard from the moment it started, Sasuke’s husky voice would have had him up in a matter of seconds.

“You have all day to convince me not to leave.”

Those words pierced his ears like a thunderclap through a calm sky, low-level decibels fondling his eardrum and echoing down his entire body. And the heat, it wasn’t just coming from Sasuke anymore. Still, despite how much he wanted to just flip over and fuck him right then, Kakashi held back. He needed to get to the bottom of this, for his rational mind continued to work during encounters like now, unlike the Uchiha’s.

Reaching back, he entangled some of that black hair in his fingers and pulled up slightly, successfully detaching that gorgeous mouth from his earlobe. The displeased grunt rang clearly in his ear, followed shortly by a harder jerk of the hips behind him, further spreading the stickiness it left behind.

“Have a change of heart, did we?”

A pause.

“I jerked off in your shower last night.”

Kakashi fought against the hitch in his breath. His own essence began to leak out after hearing that, likely giving a permanent discoloration to his pants and the underside of the comforter. Sasuke wasn’t even trying to sound sexy when he said that.

“Did my interior decorating turn you on that much?”

That went unanswered in much the way Kakashi assumed it would be. What he didn’t assume was for an unexpected hand to curl around his torso and clamp over the bulge below. The brashness of the action caused the man’s whole body to jolt forward into the touch with a surprised groan, excitement finally overriding coherent thought. His arm seemed numb, all sensation redirected elsewhere, and it went lax, sending Sasuke’s head crashing back down.

Immediately, the Uchiha retreated, taking with him the blankets. Carelessly, they were tossed to the end of the bed, leaving him kneeling and naked for Kakashi to see. And Kakashi did look. The man wasted no time in rolling onto his back, cocking his head to the right to take in his student’s pale form, uncaring of the massive tenting going on in his pants.

From his low angle, he was treated to a very in-depth look at just how much the other had grown. The underside of Sasuke’s cock was level with his face, and Kakashi was able to take in the reddened tint of the turgid flesh, proving the teen had been hard for quite some time. Not to mention even more fluid was pooling around the tiny hole at the tip, pushing scents of his arousal in Kakashi’s direction.

With great difficulty, he tore his gaze away, dragging it heavily up his student’s pubic region to take in the flexing abs glistening with the slightest hint of sweat…from anticipation? When their eyes locked, Kakashi felt something he hadn’t felt in a long time. Flustered.

The look in Sasuke’s eyes was so intense, it made him almost nervous, scrutinized. But that vulnerable feeling sent a new wave of chills through his body, knowing that something about this encounter was different from all the senseless flings he’d had before. He could practically feel the organ beneath his chest become unguarded, exposed. He didn’t want to think about it.

“Give me a reason to stay here, Kakashi.”

The jounin’s hand had enclosed over Sasuke’s shaft before the other could get the entire sentence out, ending with his name becoming more of a choked out whine. Unable to control himself, Sasuke began to meet Kakashi’s downward strokes with insistent pushes of his hips.

“Is this what you want, Sasuke?” Kakashi asked in a seductive whisper, feeling his own cock throb painfully in his lap. The Uchiha was unbelievably hot, and he wondered why he’d never noticed it before. He’s never been naked on my bed.

Between pants, half-lidded eyes met his sensei’s and he somehow managed a trembling nod. His answer was rewarded by a tightened grip, sending Sasuke’s head tipping back and pants accompanied by low moans. Back arching; having begun to lose his balance, both pale arms were dropped to the bed behind him, the Uchiha’s hips still canting in the polar opposite direction.

The longer this went on, the more Kakashi became uncomfortable. Just watching Sasuke in his pleasure seemed to return the favor to his own body, something he was unfamiliar with ever experiencing. With his legs spread out in his reclined position, the quickly tightening material of his pants grew increasingly more cramped to the point where it nearly hurt. He moved to mock Sasuke’s own stance, sitting up, and proving rather difficult because he refused to let go of the other’s cock in the process.

Sasuke’s body was on fire. Never in the Uchiha’s life did he ever picture something like this happening, but at the moment there was nothing he wanted more. His sensei was pumping him like a pro, and he could feel his thigh muscles quivering in response. There was the man’s penetrating gaze, locked on him and only him. Over his own ragged breaths, he swore he could pick up the small sounds coming from Kakashi’s own throat, breaking through his shell once and for all.

He was going crazy. He wanted to feel Kakashi against him. Lashing out with both arms, he yanked the jounin up to him with more strength than either knew he possessed, adrenaline causing the unthinkable. It was like his body had a mind of its own, so hormone driven that it didn’t even ask his brain for permission to act anymore. So that’s why his arms had looped around Kakashi’s shoulders and his hips were grinding sharply forward before Sasuke even had a chance to think.

Kakashi didn’t know what to think either. Being manhandled by his own student left him at a crossroads. A part of him began to panic. Sasuke was being far more passionate than appeared healthy, and the man was scared that if they continued…well he didn’t know what would happen, but he was afraid it might not turn out to be just sex, and that was not part of the deal he’d made with himself. On the other hand, a part of him—a part slowly taking over his entire body—only wanted Sasuke more. The intensity and desire for Kakashi the other was exhibiting was so powerful, nearly tangent.

Before he could blink, the Uchiha had smashed their faces together. Lips were moving wildly against his own, which parted in surprise. With a desperate moan, Sasuke’s tongue probed as far forward as it could against the thin barrier of cloth, seeking out Kakashi’s own in a crazed manner, but coming up just short. Hands behind his neck tightened, arms pulling the man even closer to the point where their teeth clacked painfully, the tongue still searching and reaching, and finding nothing.

Kakashi’s heart was hammering. Nobody had done this before.

It wasn’t just lust.

Sasuke needed him.

He would give his student what he needed, even if that meant destroying his own heart. It was time to stop thinking about consequences. And that’s just what he did.

No longer holding back, Kakashi allowed his own arms to snake around Sasuke’s ribcage, constricting into a tight hug and having the rest of their bodies collide in the same manner their mouths were above. The flesh on flesh contact sent his hunger into overdrive, tongue whipping harshly forward against stretched fabric to combat the one still probing about solitarily.

Sasuke’s feral growl and fingers twisting in his hair had the jounin bodily slamming the other back against the bed, tumbling down with the Uchiha in union. The landing must’ve knocked all the air from the teen’s lungs because he was gasping fiercely through the mask. Kakashi didn’t let up though, and was pleased to feel the other’s muscle still warring animatedly with his own. By this time, he could taste Sasuke’s saliva secreting through the fabric and was sure this meant the boy was experiencing his own from the other side.

It was the most erotic kiss of his life.

Finally, they broke apart, both sets of eyes closed against thundering heartbeats and burning lungs. Kakashi was first to recover, saturated mask going from lukewarm to icy cold. He didn’t care. If he licked the inside he could still taste Sasuke in the miniscule threads, and that was enough to fuel the fire below.

Beneath him, the Uchiha was still heaving in breath after shaky breath, eyes closed tightly, no doubt feeling twice as affected as Kakashi himself. But he wouldn’t—couldn’t—wait. Bypassing the gasping orifice for now, Kakashi swept down to the little black target in the junction between the teen’s shoulder and neck. In some uncontrollable urge, perhaps from the abundance of hate upon seeing the symbol, he seized the curse seal and bit down hard, the navy fabric overlaying his teeth its only defense against drawing blood.

Sasuke’s immediate hoarse scream almost made him regret taking such a forceful action, but the resulting legs clamping around his hips and near-begging voice pleading for a repeat performance had his cock twitching and teeth already bared in compliance.

Kakashi sucked and bit and nipped and gnawed, pouring all his negative emotions into tearing the flesh apart. It was because of this that everything happened. Because of THIS he left. If this mark hadn’t branded him, he’d still be in Konoha. He’d still be with ME. So if only Kakashi could suck hard enough to make it go away…But I can’t.

The man pulled back with some remorse. He knew that probably had hurt Sasuke more than it felt good, but the Uchiha had made no move to stop him. Pale skin surrounding the seal had turned a bruised purple, skipping the redness of a love bite completely. The blackness of the mark itself looked untouched, much the way Kakashi knew it would despite his false hope.

He made to apologize, he shouldn’t have used him as an outlet for his frustration, but Sasuke’s expression stopped him. The Uchiha appeared extremely flushed with arousal, too sexed to even let out a moan. But those dark eyes told him all he needed to know. He’d understood Kakashi’s reasoning, and was more than willing to continue.

Upon the jounin’s nod, those same lightning-fast hands were back, working urgently against the waistband to his pants. While Sasuke busied himself with the complicated buttons, Kakashi allowed his own palms to caress his student’s body for the first time.

Down the planes of a muscled chest, he paused to circle the outline of small nipples; pleased when he felt the hands below stop momentarily as well. Grasping the tiny nub of one, Kakashi applied minute pressure, earning a barely-there intake of breath. He likes it rough. Repeating the movement, he pinched the skin harshly, spinning it just a fraction, and relishing in the pale face tipping back with a hiss. He continued to toy with them until Sasuke’s reaction began to dull.

Lifting his palms so that just his fingers touched, Kakashi spread them wide, dragging each one across the sides of Sasuke’s ribcage. The Uchiha shivered, sucking in a deep breath, which only caused them to protrude more. Several times, he followed the hollowed dips with the tips of his digits. He didn’t know why, but seeing the thin covering of the boy’s skin stretched taut over the rigid bones just beneath looked very sexy. But then again, there was a lot about this body below him that Kakashi found sexy for reasons unknown.

Moving inwardly, he allowed his fingers to traverse the shallow paths already made by tight abdominal muscles. Kakashi felt a thrill of lust wash through him. Sasuke really had been working hard. The last time he’d seen the boy shirtless he had been—well—a boy. Scrawny flat stomach had since evolved into a rigid-muscled torso anyone could be jealous of. Now Sasuke had the body to match the face, so how could Kakashi expect himself to resist something as tempting as this?

Tapering to just one hand, now, the jounin moved further south his student’s body. Past a bellybutton, he found himself close to the tip of Sasuke’s V-shaped pelvic muscles, bordering the Uchiha’s dark hair below. Judging by the sudden relief against his cock, he assumed the teen had finally wrenched his pants open.

“…It is lighter…”

Thoroughly thrown off by the bizarre statement, Kakashi cocked his head up from its hovered position over Sasuke’s left arm. “…What?”

The Uchiha’s faced abruptly took on a shade of red like someone who hadn’t meant to speak internal thoughts out loud. Tearing dark eyes away from his sensei’s open fly to look embarrassedly at the older man, he mumbled, “Nothing.” Before Kakashi could pester him about it, Sasuke quickly wrapped his hand firmly around the man’s cock, hoping it would distract him enough to make him forget he’d said anything.

It worked. Having gone so long without direct contact, Kakashi dropped all attempts at conversation to savor the feeling of his student’s hand on his enlarged organ. He leaned back to straddle the Uchiha’s thighs, allowing Sasuke a better range of space to continue. The teen didn’t disappoint. With all the inexperience of a virgin and lacking knowledge of a real technique, he’d instead settled for a hard grip and fast pace.

Kakashi felt his own eye start to roll back. The other may have never done this before, but right now the jounin was so turned on even this was bringing him close to the edge. Broken groans rang from deep in his throat, his stomach tightening. No! He’d only gathered just enough sense to push the hand away in time. But his cock was still twitching with all intentions of coming anyway, and he felt his balls begin to draw up. Hold it back…hold it back. Only once he’d mustered all of his mental power to push the feeling down, did he relax again. It was laughable. He’d almost lost it like a…well it wasn’t going to happen again.

Peddling backwards until he was off the bed, Kakashi let his pants fall to the floor showing no modesty whatsoever. He didn’t fail to notice Sasuke’s eyes flickering all over his body deliriously, as if trying to memorize before the image was taken away. Just to spur the Uchiha on, Kakashi took a hold of himself and gave a slow stroke downward. A tease to them both, but worth it in the way Sasuke’s eyes darkened lustily.

“Go lay back on the pillow,” he ordered with a jerk of the head in the indicated direction.

Sasuke, who hadn’t moved from the lopsided angle where Kakashi had first slammed him down, shifted until he’d done as told. Anticipation was burning inside of him. This was it. It was about to happen. There would be no turning back from here, no running away. If he did this with Kakashi, everything would change. But…he had to. If he didn’t, he wouldn’t have any connections left. This would save him. I need to do this.

Kakashi had since moved into place, gently spreading Sasuke’s legs in the process. Looking down he noted a strangely serious expression on the Uchiha’s face. Maybe he wasn’t ready for something like this, after all. To go from no sexual experience to experiencing the whole thing at once was a bit much, even for a shinobi. That’s what I get for not thinking. “Sasuke, maybe—”

“Don’t back out, now!” Sasuke looked furious. He was breathing heavily, brows furrowed in anger, but underneath his dark eyes shone with signs of hurt and rejection. “You want this…you need it as much as I do,” he paused, scrambling for something to say, to really hit it home. “Or else I’ll go back to him.”

The older man froze, something in his chest locking up at the words. Was this really the only thing capable of keeping Sasuke here? And if Kakashi didn’t give it to him, he’d run right back to Orochimaru? Suddenly the situation seemed really unfair. Just as he’d feared, Sasuke was expecting love from him. Could he give it? Unlikely. But if that was the case, why was he feeling so strongly right now? Sex caused lust and hormones; it didn’t cause in-depth thoughts and pains in your chest at the thought of losing something already taken before.

“I’m not in love with you.” Not yet.

And Sasuke meant it. And Kakashi could tell he meant it, so a huge weight had lifted from his shoulders. He’d give the Uchiha a reason to stay. It wasn’t love, but it was a connection only they could have, so it was close enough.

Gathering their slightly weakened erections together in one hand, Kakashi pressed them together and began a slow, sensual stroke up and down. The act itself wasn’t really meant to be pleasurable, but the thought of both rapidly hardening organs rubbing against each other was. He moved to lie atop Sasuke again, both bodies now fully naked and heating upon contact. Through his nearly dry mask, he peppered light kisses against the Uchiha’s neck, just above the skin he’d almost destroyed below.

Slowly, the scowl on Sasuke’s face melted away, features relaxing under his sensei’s ministrations. Seeing this, Kakashi retracted his hand, replacing its pumping with the circular grinding of his hips, and brought it to the Uchiha’s mouth. He took a perverse enjoyment in painting his student’s lips with the mixed fluids that clung to the tips of his fingers, only sparking further arousal when he witnessed the pinkness of a tongue reach out to lick them away.

With an agonized moan, he shoved two digits completely into Sasuke’s mouth, hoping the other would take the hint as to what needed to be done next. He wasn’t disappointed, feeling the roughness of the boy’s taste buds polishing the pads of his fingers as the muscle worked to lather them in saliva. Kakashi vowed to have that mouth go somewhere else later, but right now was not the time.

Extracting and observing the light-catching wetness coating them, Kakashi deemed it a fairly good job. He regretted having no lubricant around, but this would have to do. Placing one last kiss against the other’s jaw, he moved to sit far back once again. He knew Sasuke would hate this part, but it was necessary in order for the whole thing not to turn out badly. Tapping his index finger against the tiny hole below, not missing how a string of saliva bridged the gap as he pulled it away, he figured it would be best to warn him.

“This is going to be uncomfortable, but it shouldn’t hurt.”

Sasuke rolled his eyes, figuring as much, but nodded to give Kakashi the go ahead. When just the tip breached him, he became overwhelmed with the strange feeling of something going inside of him…in a place nothing had gone inside before. The unfamiliarity caused his muscles to tense, and actually made it begin to hurt. Still, he fought hard against the wince; afraid Kakashi was going to call the whole thing off again.

The jounin predicted this would happen, and moved to stroke the boy’s thigh sympathetically. “You’re tensing up, you’ve got to relax to let me in. Push out against it and it won’t feel as bad.”

Push out…that’s disgusting. Sasuke made a face, but did as he was told, focusing on flexing the rings and becoming surprised when he realized Kakashi was right. He felt the finger move deeper inside of him until the man’s knuckles were brushing against his ass. The feeling was something he wasn’t able to describe. Something foreign was stuffing his entrance, leaving him with no words but…full. And this was just a finger. When it began to pull back out, Sasuke really did wince. The feeling of that was twice as bad as when it pushed in.

Kakashi was starting to feel really bad. He’d always had a personal rule for himself: no virgins. So really, seeing Sasuke look like he was ripping his insides apart had the jounin scrambling for solutions. His eye fell to the softening cock in front of him. Well, there’s that. But, he’d never taken his mask off during sex. That was a rule he’d never failed to follow, ever. Still…seeing Sasuke with his eyes shut tight in pain, teeth grit, and head thrown back against the pillow was making him seriously consider it. Eventually, he came to the conclusion that if he angled his head just right, the Uchiha wouldn’t be able to see anything anyway.

Keeping his finger fully inside, he brought his other hand up to slowly lower his mask, eye glued to Sasuke’s face the entire time should he look down. The eyes stayed shut. Cool air assaulted his usually covered nose, cheeks, and chin, but he didn’t care. Right now he had to make his student enjoy this as much as he could, even going so far as to give oral sex for the first time.

Well he always kept his mask on so there really never was an opportunity to try.

It wasn’t the time to be hesitant about it either. So with a deep breath Kakashi plunged his mouth down onto Sasuke’s cock, earning him a loud moan and fingers in his hair in return. Besides the odd taste, Kakashi figured it wasn’t all that bad. The Uchiha’s musty arousal was filling his nostrils at such a close proximity, and knowing he was the cause of it only made the man harder. He wasn’t worried about being amazing in the act; Sasuke wouldn’t know the difference, anyway. Plus, as he bobbed his head, he was faced with the task of preparing the teen as well, leaving him to divide his attention equally.

The plan worked. At this point, Kakashi had two fingers buried to the hilt in Sasuke’s ass and the other seemed none the wiser. No, the Uchiha was much more involved with thrusting up into his sensei’s mouth, nearly gagging him with the tugs on his hair. Still, Kakashi couldn’t ignore the taste of Sasuke’s precum practically pouring into his mouth from the sensitive tip on the back of his tongue. It wasn’t something he especially liked, but the fact that it was coming from the sexy body in front of him made it tolerable.

Pulling back to rise after being gagged for the twentieth time, Kakashi fought for oxygen. Only then did he notice the open stare he was receiving from the other. Sasuke’s eyes were plastered to his face, mouth opened slightly in awe. The man froze. He hadn’t even thought ahead far enough to realize that Sasuke would undoubtedly see him mask-less. So much for rules.

Rather than kicking himself like he wanted to, he looked uncaring as best as he could, returning Sasuke’s fixation with a conceited smirk. Stretching the fingers still inside apart, it seemed this was as loose as the Uchiha could get…or at least as loose as Kakashi had patience to make him. Pulling them out slowly, he raised the hand once more to the teen’s mouth.

“Spit.”

That distracted Sasuke enough to look away from his face, eyes dropping down. Backing away disgustedly, having specific knowledge on just where that hand had been, he made some strange movements with his mouth before shaking his head.

“I don’t have any.”

The jounin knew, amusedly, that the teen wasn’t lying. Even over the sucking sounds his mouth made whilst pleasuring Sasuke, he could hear the desperate panting going on above him, likely drying the Uchiha's mouth out. Sticking the hand under his own face, Kakashi spat a hefty amount of saliva in his hand, seeing the wrinkling of Sasuke’s nose out of the corner of his eye. “You’ll thank me later,” he said truthfully, moving the hand down to slather it over his leaking cock.

Once done, he paused again. This position worked well for everything, but he really didn’t want to hurt Sasuke any more than it already would. Plus, he added on a selfish level, he really hadn’t gotten much sleep last night so…

“You wanna sit on top of it?” There really was no way to say that without sounding perverted, it seemed.

Sasuke looked confused, but didn’t say no. As if to clarify, Kakashi moved to lie next to him, motioning for the Uchiha to get up. Patting his lap, he gave his student a devilish smirk. “It will hurt no matter what. Better to let you control it going in.”

Sasuke seemed to consider that information for a moment before coming to a decision. Moving to sit, he tossed a leg over Kakashi’s thigh carefully, and then waddled his way up to straddle the man’s lap. For the first time, he did look nervous, but not overtly so.

“Take your time,” Kakashi said comfortingly, resting a large palm on Sasuke’s hip.

Even in this situation, Sasuke didn’t particularly like being talked to like a small child. He was a man, he wasn’t going to break. And with that thought in mind, he gripped Kakashi by the base, angling it to stand straight up. He could feel the blunt tip of the man’s cock nudging against his hole, the large size of it sinking into his brain for the first time. Before he lost his nerve, Sasuke sat down roughly over the organ, breaching himself and letting out a tortured scream.

Kakashi, while nearly drowning in his own pleasure from the tightness of Sasuke’s body, still had enough mind to reach out and grip the teen’s hips before he went down completely, arm muscles struggling under the Uchiha’s full weight.

“You’re supposed to go slow,” he hissed out angrily. He should have expected this, really. If anyone would lose their virginity by slamming themselves onto a cock to prove they weren’t weak, it was Sasuke. “I told you it would hurt, but you’re making it worse.”

The Uchiha seemed to come to after hearing those words, eyes narrowing into a glare, but mouth still gasping in pain. Very slowly, he began to lower himself, not enjoying the burning sting in his ass whatsoever. Still, he pressed on, letting out a sigh of anguished relief when he connected with Kakashi’s hips, sinking down completely. So taxed from it, Sasuke didn’t protest when hands pulled him forward to lie on the body below. With fingers massaging soothing lines into his back, the teen finally felt the pain begin to dull into a mild discomfort.

“You good?”

“Think so…” Without moving from his position against Kakashi’s chest, Sasuke shifted his hips down slightly, pressing the man’s cock deeper inside of him. It actually felt good, so he did it again, this time feeling the jounin’s hips push up at the same time and actually moaning from it. They continued this for a few minutes, Sasuke pushing down with Kakashi lifting up, until the soreness was almost nonexistent.

Sitting up from his sensei’s warm body, Sasuke situated himself upright once more over Kakashi. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from the man’s gorgeous face, seeing it for the first time in all those years. Motivated by a need to see it scrunched up in pleasure, he rose up off the thick flesh slowly, watching the gray eye drift down to where their bodies joined. Letting his leg muscles go lax, he threw himself down into Kakashi’s lap, missing the other’s reaction because his own caused him to shut his eyes in pleasure.

He did it again, rising even further this time and hoping gravity would take over just as sweetly. It did. Again and again Sasuke let himself rise and fall, speeding up to the point where it became more of a bounce, moaning louder the faster he went. It was amazing. Kakashi’s cock was reaching so far up inside him he feared it would get lost, but it always came right back out just as hard and thick as it went in.

Below, the man was gasping just as much as Sasuke. The teen’s full weight sent their hips crashing harshly into the mattress each time the leaping body fell back down. Kakashi felt the rest of himself go limp, all blood fleeing to where it was needed most. His ears were assaulted by the continuous slapping of their flesh, beginning to perspire under the rigorous activity, along with the protested creaking of the bed. Beneath it all was the barely audible thumping of Sasuke’s swaying cock smacking up against the boy’s hard torso every time the Uchiha leaned back just slightly mid-motion.

The gorgeous body was doing an excellent job, but there was only so much speed Sasuke could pick up on his own. Desperate to up the pace, Kakashi struggled to plant his feet against the sheets to use as leverage to begin his own thrusts. Knees bent, he lifted them both off the bed in an upward jolt, sinking as deeply into his student as possible. Both let out vocal moans of pleasure, Sasuke’s only being slightly louder.

Back on the mattress, Kakashi’s hands clutched in a death grip on the Uchiha’s hips, holding them down as he stabbed his cock up into him wildly. Sasuke had since lost balance, coming to crash against the man’s chest in a whimpering heap. Between their sweaty bodies, Kakashi felt Sasuke take hold of himself and begin pumping rapidly, his loud cry only causing the man to lunge up into him harder. So loud his own panting had become, the only reason Kakashi detected something had been said was through the brush of lips against his shoulder.

“Ah!—what did you say? Mm!”

Without stopping their pace or the hand on his own cock, Sasuke angled his face closer to Kakashi’s ear. “I-I…ah…God…I said…fuck!” He slowed his breakneck strokes just slightly, “I said…ohhhh…how fast can you go?!”

The jounin felt his balls draw up tighter once more. He took this to mean Sasuke was close, especially judging by how he couldn’t even get his words out. His gray eye rolled back momentarily at the way Sasuke said that, voice sounding about to break with so much emotion. He would definitely show him how fast he could go.

Moving his hands down further to grasp harshly at pale ass cheeks, he used them to hold Sasuke even more securely in place. With quick, shallow thrusts, Kakashi began to accelerate in the motions, moving in, out, in, out, so fast his mind was unable to keep up with what direction he was going, body only acting out of pure animalistic instinct. The steady slapping of their bodies had become a constant sound floating in the air, one smack replacing the other just as it was dying out. So much effort being put into it, Kakashi could only bite his lip, punctuating each thrust with a gasp or a groan depending on whether he was inhaling or exhaling.

In his ear, Sasuke’s moans were growing steadily out of control, urging the older man on, telling him to fuck him harder, saying that he was almost there. Kakashi only thrust more, going at a pace no normal person could achieve, quiet groans becoming his own low yells.

Finally, he felt the Uchiha’s entire body tense. Sasuke’s insides reverted to a vicious clamp, tightening and releasing around the man’s engorged cock. The piercing scream was deafening and the hot liquid splashing against his abdomen was scalding, but still he kept going, working to his own mind-blowing release that was just seconds away. A few more thrusts inside the spasming channel and he could feel that rush building in the base of his cock, knowing the damn was about to break. Sasuke was still moaning in his ear, the rough humping of Kakashi’s pelvis causing his entire limp body to be shoved back and forth in a full-body grind.

The tight muscles suddenly squeezed harder than ever and the man found he could hold back no more. Choked groans fell from his mouth among shaky exhales as he tensed. He froze, feeling his cock twitching jerkily in Sasuke’s body, accompanying pulses of ecstasy so strong they caused his toes to curl into the sheets below. From the base to the tip, he could feel burning liquid gushing out, making their coupling complete in the most primal way.

It was so intense. But it was so unbelievable Kakashi found himself wanting to do it again, just to convince himself it was real. Bringing his hands up to the heaving body’s back, he caressed Sasuke gently, knowing he’d given him the ride of his life. Detaching their bodies, he pulled his softening organ out as slowly as he could, grimacing at the sticky mess it left on his sheets.

“I’m still not convinced I want to stay, just yet,” Sasuke mumbled from next to him with a smirk, eyes still closed.

Kakashi felt himself smile, taking it to mean only one thing. Sighing contentedly, he replied, “Well I can be very persuasive.”


A/N: Oh my goshhh! Second smut scene EVER! It’s a lot less kinky than my first, but I was trying to capture the moment of Sasuke’s first time and such, along with Kakashi breaking his virgin and mask rules, hehe. I have to admit, I think my favorite part is the masked kiss, I find the image reallyyyy hot! What did you guys think? Too intense? Not intense enough? Boring?

Review and tell me! More sex is still to come, so give me ideas!