Fallen Leaves (Formerly Kakashi: No Regrets)

What does it say about me that I totally got into this story, like totally into it? Givin’ in to the dark side. Go Sith!

DarkAngelJudas: *Shifts nervously* Glad you warming up to the idea. They’re both going to go nuts. Truthfully, Kakashi may be about to go nuts and the story getting darker, but I assure you, he is happy. They both are. In a crazed sort of way.

Everyone else: stay with me! It amazes me how much I enjoyed writing the battles in this story (though they’re not coming for at least another chapter). Hope you enjoy!

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They left the city on the plain with fresh supplies. Once they were out of sight, Sasuke summoned a package.

“It’ll be getting cold ahead; the Land of Lightning is prone to rain and high winds. Here’s the Akatsuki cloaks Madara gave me. I don’t particularly want to wear them, but they’ll be warm.”

They all accepted their cloaks and put them on, except for Kakashi. Kakashi held the cloak staring at the red cloud pattern. Sasuke watched his eye; it took some time for Kakashi to look back into Sasuke’s black eyes. Kakashi was remembering Itachi and his loathing of Akatsuki despite Itachi’s seemingly unabashed membership. Sasuke nodded slightly and Kakashi put the cloak on. He tried to think of it as Itachi’s, as if this brought him closer to his dead lover.

Over the next few days, Sasuke spent a considerable amount of time meditating or pretending to be asleep to speak with Itachi. He never let on that he was going to attack Konoha; he knew Itachi would never agree. As Kakashi had said, Itachi was idealistic; Sasuke was learning that first hand. But like Kakashi, Sasuke couldn’t agree with him. His life had been revenge; that wasn’t going to change because he forgave his brother. And he did forgive him after several days of Itachi trying to explain his actions. It was nice to be able to talk with his brother, but he was still dead, still not here. He couldn’t forgive Konoha. And he didn’t delude himself of being noble; it wasn’t just for the pain Konoha caused his brother or the destruction of their clan that he pursued revenge, it was for his own suffering as well. He had to keep this side of himself well hidden from Itachi.

They crossed the border of the Land of Lightning. Kakashi was practically attached to Sasuke’s hip. Suigetsu and Karin didn’t like it for different reasons. Suigetsu had begun regarding Sasuke as a brother and wanted to work alone with him as he had done with his own older brother. And, though he never mentioned it to Sasuke, he also lost his precious older brother; he felt a kinship to Sasuke for that reason, even though Sasuke had retreated into himself almost completely. Karin of course wanted to be alone with Sasuke for a completely different reason.

Juugo was indifferent. As long as Sasuke was around to quell his violent urges, he didn’t care. He actually liked Kakashi; he was quiet, unlike the other two. Though he neither approved nor disapproved of Kakashi, he did observe him more than the others. Kakashi had begun his time with them staring out window or out into the space, but now he was looking at Sasuke. It seemed calculating to him, but not threatening.

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The Hachibi was more of a challenge than any of them could have imaged. Having a second Sharingan was a godsend. In the chaos of the Hachibi’s fight with Suigetsu and Sasuke’s Amaterasu, they almost missed the fact the Hachibi was using a decoy, the severed octopus arm that Sasuke cut in order to save Karin. Kakashi spotted the real Hachibi and led the renewed attack while Juugo pulled Suigetsu and Karin to safety. Having Itachi’s eyes meant Sasuke could afford to be more reckless with the use of his eyes while Kakashi had to be conservative.

Finally, the ushi-oni collapsed. Karin woke up and was able to confirm this was the Hachibi. She also noticed two shinobi on the ridge. Sasuke and Kakashi appeared in the blink of an eye and slaughtered both men.

Kakashi took the Hachibi, Sasuke carried Karin, and Juugo carried Suigetsu and Suigetsu’s sword. Kakashi couldn’t help but think about Sasuke’s words and about Itachi. Could Itachi still be alive through his brother? If Itachi had come through during the fight, Kakashi saw no signs.

They dumped the Hachibi at the rendezvous with Madara and set off for Konoha. Or rather, they headed toward Konoha; the group was deep in the Land of Lightning and it was a long journey back to Konoha and they all had injuries to treat. Their first stop was not far from Madara’s small base. Karin was injured and slipping in and out of consciousness while Suigetsu was put into a tank to recover. They would be here for a few days while they recovered.

Juugo kept his distance from the two Konoha shinobi when they got settled. Even he was now growing frightened of these two. They seemed utterly remorseless.

Kakashi went outside once everything was settled. He’d stripped off his Akatsuki cloak as soon as they arrived and he didn’t don it now. He sat down and stared out at the rock spires and the water. Sasuke came out to join him. He sat on another small outcropping about two meters from his sensei.

“We killed the ones who saw us,” Sasuke said, “we should be safe here. This place is secluded even among the cloud shinobi. I don’t think we have to keep a watch.”

“It’s nice here, but very exposed.”

“Living in the middle of a forest and in a dense village, or underground like I did, you stop trusting open places. We’re used to enclosed places.”

“Like animals in cages.”

“Like prisoners. I think Itachi was the lucky one. At least was somewhat free.”

“You . . . remember that?”

“I have vivid dreams.”

Kakashi became uncomfortable, unsure how vivid Sasuke meant.

“He rebuffed Kisame. Kisame never touched him.”

“I never doubted your brother’s loyalty. At least not to me.”

Sasuke didn’t use his infamous speed when he walked up to Kakashi. Because of the height of the rock Kakashi sat on, they were nearly perfectly eye to eye. When Kakashi looked into those eyes, he couldn’t look away, though there was no Sharingan. Sasuke was so close that Kakashi could see the difference between the obsidian void of his pupil and the dark gray iris that appeared black at any distance further than this. How many times had he analyzed those gray irises? He was enraptured by Itachi’s eyes. Not just the physical eyes that had been Itachi’s, but by the soft look to them, the slightly hooded look Itachi would give him, only to him.

“Itachi?”

“I was always true to you, Senpai,” Sasuke said in a voice that was deep but could never be as deep as Itachi’s had been.

“Itachi.”

“I’m so sorry it ended up like this.”

“It was worth it.”

Itachi reached up and caressed the cold metal of his headband covering Kakashi’s Sharingan like his old one had. His eyes darted over it and Kakashi’s face. He leaned in to pull the mask down and kiss Kakashi. It only took seconds to recognize the way Itachi kissed. Kakashi pulled him closer, almost weeping at having his lover back.

Regrettably, Kakashi still had some conscious left and pulled back.

“I can’t do this to Sasuke, even if it is you, Itachi.”

Sasuke/Itachi smiled. “I would think less of you if you didn’t say that.”

“How can you be here?”

Itachi explained briefly how he sealed his chakra in his eyes.

“But what about Sasuke?”

“I’m not strong enough to stay long. We’ve been talking. I’ve been getting stronger and Sasuke’s been getting better at summoning me and repressing me. If he wants me gone, he can reign me in. I’m not going to go against his will.” He kissed Kakashi briefly.

Sasuke pressed his forehead against Kakashi’s, grabbed onto him, staggering. When Sasuke pulled away, his eyes were normal again.

“Thank you, Kakashi.” Sasuke said in his normal voice, though it was a little horse. “But you don’t have to worry about me.” He kissed him. There was such a difference, but it wasn’t any less pleasurable. It was sloppier, more desperate, and more bitey. Sasuke used his teeth. He bit and pulled at Kakashi’s lower lip, drawing blood and sucking at it. Kakashi let himself enjoy it for a minute, then pushed him away.

“Itachi was always true to me and I to him.”

“We’re one in the same now.”

“I need to hear him say that.”

Sasuke closed his eyes and tried to bring his brother out again. He didn’t succeed for a while. Kakashi put his hand to Sasuke’s cheek and forced Sasuke to look into his eyes. His eyes soften to Itachi’s again.

“Sasuke needs you too. I’m really gone, Kakashi, I’m just a ghost. It would be better if you let me go. If you love Sasuke, you have my blessing. I want you both happy. But you are isolated being missing-nins. Sasuke does love you.”

“You can read his mind?”

“No, we’re separate entities.” He was going to mention Orochimaru, but he wasn’t sure if Kakashi even knew about that. “But I know it. I will always love you, but I can’t really be with you anymore.”

Itachi gave up control and Sasuke was better able to retake it. But Sasuke leaned into Kakashi’s body much like he had staggered before. He brought a hand up to Kakashi’s hair and stroked him behind his left ear while he pressed his face against the left side of Kakashi’s head. Kakashi put his arms around him.

“Are you all right, Sasuke? I mean with Itachi?”

“I’m fine. Did I never tell you? Itachi’s not the only one buried in my mind. Orochimaru tried to take my body and consume me like he did the others. But I consumed him instead and left his dying snake-like body to rot the floor. I have him safely imprisoned away from my consciousness. He’ll never rear his head again and I take the benefit of all his abilities. Even the jutsu my Sharingan couldn’t copy and his healing ability; they’re mine now. And I keep him locked up. Itachi much better company, I assure you.”

“I thought you physically killed Orochimaru.”

“I thought I did at first, but he was playing possum and tried to take me over. He underestimated me I guess.”

“Everyone should know to never underestimate an Uchiha.”

“It seems to always be a lethal mistake.”

“Everything about you Uchiha is lethal.” Kakashi turned his face into Sasuke, his lips seeking Sasuke’s. The kiss wasn’t so sloppy this time. Sasuke was surprisingly submissive, letting the more experienced Kakashi take control, letting him dominate the kiss. He explored every inch of Sasuke’s mouth, felt those unnaturally sharp canines and the silk smooth underside of his tongue. There was something addicting about Sasuke’s nearly virginal mouth.

Out of breath, they parted. “Don’t ever leave me, Kakashi.” Sasuke was breathless from the kiss and from desperation. “I’ve lost everyone else.” Sasuke cuddled up in his arms as comfortable as he could standing up.

“I won’t leave. Ever. And not because of Itachi.” Kakashi generously did not mention the fact he was the one who abandoned some of those he’d lost. Sasuke didn’t need reminding of his mistakes right now.

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They didn’t have sex while they took refuge in this building out in the middle of nowhere. But they touched whenever they were sure the others wouldn’t see: a hand on the back, fingers trailing on the arm, a touch to the back of the hand, a quick caress to the cheek, a stroke of hair, an ‘accidental’ brush against each other. Every touch seemed to deepen the genuine love and affection that was developing between them. They wanted each other desperately.

Karin was awake and badgering Suigetsu who was complaining from his tank about having to save their asses. Juugo just sat by quietly. Sasuke sat near them drinking water and thinking about the abilities he’d discovered in his eyes when he was able to control the Amaterasu flames. Itachi had told him that he never possessed that ability. If it was from his eyes, he never knew about it; he was certain it was Sasuke’s own power.

Kakashi flanked him, standing almost at attention watching the younger shinobi argue. He couldn’t bring himself to miss Naruto and Sakura who would argue like this, though not as vehemently. Like Sasuke used to, Juugo just watched without getting into the argument. Kakashi just couldn’t care about anyone from his former life anymore. It was like that had all been another lifetime or years and years ago or just the life of some character in one of Jiraiya’s books. Even these three that reminded him of Team Seven didn’t feel real to him. The only person that was real to him was Sasuke. He’d also come to accept that Itachi was no more than a ghost, but one he could talk to, and perhaps make love to. But there was no one to him now but Sasuke.

He was growing obsessively attached to his former student. It was all he could do standing behind him not to caress and stroke his raven hair fondly. He was only aware of these three as living as far as to not engage in overly affectionate behavior with Sasuke in front of them. He really couldn’t care less, but he knew Sasuke did not want the others to know; though Kakashi wondered why it mattered.

“Karin, Suigetsu,” Sasuke said imperiously despite the fact he was sitting on a crate. “How much longer before we can move out?”

“Another day I think,” Karin said.

“Ah,” Suigetsu agreed. “I’m almost recovered.”

“Because we’re all suffering from injuries, we’ll move more slowly for a few days,” Sasuke said. “And we’ll stay the night in cities more often. No one knows who might have attacked the Hachibi. They might not even know anything’s happened yet. We won’t where the cloaks until we get back to the Land of Fire.”

He didn’t have to tell Kakashi to follow him out, Kakashi followed anyway, like a bodyguard. The others stared after them; they were all beginning to have suspicions about their relationship.

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Three days of slow trekking through the wilderness, they arrived at a small town. Sasuke—with Kakashi, as always, in tow—arranged for three rooms, one of which was separated from the others. Kakashi didn’t cock an eyebrow; he was beyond ready for this.

Sasuke delivered the others to their rooms with instructions not to interrupt him. The pair were finally alone. Kakashi remained close behind Sasuke even as they entered the room. The moment the lock was turned, Kakashi put his hands on Sasuke’s abdomen and pulled him closer. He put his masked lips to Sasuke’s hair. Sasuke melted into this warmth overcome by phantom memories and acute desire. He could almost be satisfied by being held and fondled by his former sensei, but wanted so much more.

From what Itachi had let slip—having never showed Sasuke any intimate moments on purpose—Sasuke knew they were not exclusively top or bottom, but Itachi was much more uke than Kakashi. Sasuke was going to make it clear he was more of a seme than his brother.

Sasuke turned around, yanked Kakashi’s mask down, and kissed him forcefully, exerting dominance. Kakashi accepted it. Their clothes peeled off with a few disgruntled grunts. They didn’t have to stop to admire the other, having seen each other naked more than once, they just concentrated on touching, exploring every millimeter of skin. Kakashi was acutely aware of the fact that every inch of Sasuke’s body was virgin. He took an obscene delight in taking even that level of virginity from him as he caressed the smooth skin of Sasuke’s unmarred side. The first person to ever touch Sasuke like this, just as he’d been the first one to ever touch Itachi in this way. And the only one. Always be the only one.

But Sasuke wasn’t about to let Kakashi take the lead. He forced Kakashi down on his back and slipped out the lube he’d purchased along with other supplies earlier. For a minute they just kissed and rubbed their bodies together. Kakashi loved the way the younger man felt on top of him. The death of Itachi had somehow made him forget how good a solid body could feel, thinking of Itachi as an ethereal being even in his memories. Sasuke was solid and warm, alive and painfully real. It sent a pang of longing for Itachi, but he was very much aware of who he was kissing.

Sasuke set the lube aside to stroke their erections. His hand went lower to heft Kakashi’s scrotum, run a finger down his perineal raphe, and then teased his tight entrance. Kakashi didn’t fight him at all. Sasuke was the virgin and the one who started it. Kakashi had uked for Itachi many times and was looking forward to feeling Sasuke inside him.

Sasuke stopped kissing him. “I’ve never done this before.”

Kakashi tried to remember if he had ever heard Sasuke admit ignorance before, but he was not in any state to remember his much of anything. “Don’t worry about it, just lube yourself up and go slow. I’m no virgin, I won’t break.”

Sasuke gave a slight grin and obeyed. Kakashi had to wonder about that smirk. Skepticism?

Thunder sounded loudly around them. They both looked to the window in time to the flash of lightning. But the sky framed by their window was cloudless. A storm was coming, very close by the sound and time between the thunder and the light. They looked back at one another, unconcerned by the weather, but glad they had found an inn nevertheless.

Kakashi spread his legs without shame, angling him hips up, inviting Sasuke to impale him. Sasuke raised himself up with all abdominal muscles in a way that seemed preternatural. He let himself take in the sight of his sensei splayed out for him. He touched his virgin cock to Kakashi’s entrance a moment before pressing in. Kakashi relaxed as much as possible. It hadn’t been all that long since his last time with Itachi, but he was not as loose as he might have liked. And Sasuke was thicker than his brother. He didn’t care though; the pain was almost as exhilarating as the pleasure. Fuck, it felt so good. Kakashi groaned, but Sasuke didn’t take that as a sign to stop.

“Damn, you’re tight,” was all Sasuke could mutter as he eased in. Sasuke looked to be in as much pain as Kakashi. Kakashi tired to chuckle, but couldn’t, finding it hard to breath with the larger invader.

It seemed like ages before their hips met. Sasuke fell forward to support himself with a hand at Kakashi’s side. They both panted. Kakashi loved the feel of the shorter man’s hot breath puffing against his chest. His own breath ruffled Sasuke’s hair hanging forward with the sweat that had broken out from exertion and passion. Sasuke would probably grow a few more inches and they might be able to comfortably kiss in this position. But the thought that his thick cock might one day be larger was almost frightening. He never thought he’d ever know the feeling of being stretched like this ever again, not after that first night with Itachi. He knew what it must look like: rim bright red with broken capillaries, the normally puckered flesh pulled taut and smooth by Sasuke’s thickness, an obscene looking ring of lubed his rim had scraped off Sasuke’s hard length. He loved watching his own cock penetrate Itachi’s smaller lithe body and couldn’t wait to see the same thing when he mounted Sasuke, but he was just as aroused thinking of his own body looking like that.

“I don’t think I could move,” Sasuke gasped.

“Give it a minute.” Kakashi did his best to relax his body, but the pain made him clinch up. The searing heat and pain felt strangely good. The hot flesh seated against stretched flesh just felt so right. Finally, the pain of being entered without preparation ebbed away and his muscles relaxed. “Whenever you’re ready.”

Sasuke pulled out slowly; it obviously felt better than when he was forcing his way in because he was all too eager to reenter. Without any thought to Kakashi, he began an easy rhythm. Kakashi didn’t complain, especially when the younger man found his prostate. He saw stars and let out a guttural moan. Sasuke took the hint and aimed for that spot again.

Kakashi bucked up into him, urging him on. “Ah, fuck me. Fuck me, Sasuke.”

Sasuke was a little too far gone in pleasure at the moment to appreciate that Kakashi had said his name, not his brother’s. Sasuke fell forward and rubbed his face into Kakashi’s neck, grazing his teeth over the exposed flesh. Sasuke’s abdomen was now rubbing Kakashi’s erection as he continued to fuck him. Kakashi had one hand gripping the bedding, the other came up to grip Sasuke’s neck.

“Feels so good, Sasuke.”

Sasuke moaned an agreement to his assessment. He grabbed Kakashi’s shoulders to give him leverage. He found the perfect angle and rhythm and fucked Kakashi for all he was worth, battering that cluster of nerves that almost made Kakashi believe in a god. Kakashi just lay under him enjoying every movement inside his body. Thunder struck again, but they did not see the light, too preoccupied by their own pleasure.

After several minutes, Sasuke sat up, bracing himself with his hands on Kakashi’s abdomen. Sasuke did not stop thrusting, using his hands against Kakashi’s body to give him leverage. Sasuke’s mind finally cleared of the blinding sensation of his first fuck. He looked down in Kakashi face and waited for Kakashi to open at least one eye to look at him. Both opened. Their eyes met. The look in Sasuke’s eyes were darker than any Kakashi’d ever seen in Itachi’s, but just full of lust and desire.

Kakashi tightened his body purposely, his tunnel undulating around Sasuke. Sasuke’s arched his back and threw his head back as his orgasm approached. His entire body was bowed backward, stretching his abdomen to display his muscles to Kakashi’s devouring eyes.

Kakashi want to cum first to milk Sasuke properly; he reached down and pulled himself to his climax. His body tightened and his inner muscles quivered around Sasuke’s cock. Sasuke cam with a cry unlike any Kakashi had ever heard before, so distinctly Sasuke and could only be made by his orgasm. If Kakashi hadn’t just cum, that sound alone could bring him over the edge. As it was, he rode out his orgasm with a hard on already beginning to develop.

Sasuke collapsed on top of him and panted like he’s just taken down a squad of ANBU by himself in under a minute. Kakashi put an arm around his back, the other imbedding itself in Sasuke’s sweaty hair. Sasuke’s breathing was roaring in Kakashi’s ear, but he loved it. He was amazed at how helpless Sasuke was in this moment and that he completely trusted Kakashi. Forget about any past relationship, it was almost incomprehensible to Kakashi that Sasuke would allow himself to be completely defenseless in the presence of another. At the moment, it was something even Kakashi couldn’t give Sasuke. Nor could he allow Sasuke fall asleep without taking him.

Lucky, Sasuke was just as eager to continue, he just had to catch his breath.

“Fuck,” Sasuke sighed. He pushed himself up out of Kakashi’s grip and rolled over next to him to finish regaining his breath on his back.

It was only when Kakashi rolled over a little to look at Sasuke that he realized just how much had been sweating as well. He felt the air chill the moisture on his back. Sasuke’s white skin was glistening in the dying sunlight coming though the open window. The cool breeze coming in had done nothing to stop the sweat and the heat from their bodies was proof enough against any chill up ‘til now. Now, their bodies separated and no longer moving, began to cool. Sasuke shivered slightly. They were still further north than Konoha and the wind was cold. The wind began to blow clouds over their patch of sky. Rain would soon follow.

Sasuke wasn’t looking at Kakashi, his hooded eyes staring at the ceiling. His white face was flushed and shinning in the last of the sunlight.

“You’re so beautiful, Sasuke,” Kakashi couldn’t help saying.

Sasuke’s head lulled over to look at him. His sated eyes locked with Kakashi’s lustful one, his Sharingan eye automatically shutting after his orgasm. Sasuke’s stomach squirmed at being looked at like that; Orochimaru had looked at him like that. He felt an echo of a ‘ku, ku, ku’ in his mind. He slammed Orochimaru’s cell completely shut. Thinking of the old snake had loosened the seal. Itachi was blessedly silent. But Kakashi’s look wasn’t pure lust as Orochimaru’s had been, there was adoration there as well.

The expression on Sasuke’s face made Kakashi pause. Fear? Apprehension? This was the first time Sasuke seemed nervous or uncertainty about this. His own expression softened to comfort the inexperienced young man.

“I won’t hurt you.”

“I know. I was just reminded of something. It’s nothing.” Sasuke relaxed and seemed more receptive.

“You remembered?”

“Itachi’s stays out of my consciousness. It was my own memory. I can tell the deference.” Sasuke shivered again.

Kakashi got up and shut the window. It was dark. He uses a jutsu to make a small flame to light a candle.

“That seems a gross underutilization of power,” Sasuke said.

“At least I didn’t make a clone to do it.” He went to the bath room and brought a hot wet towel out with him. He cleaned Sasuke’s soft length carefully, aware how sensitive he probably still was.

But he lost no time taking the head of his cock into him mouth as soon as the soiled lube was gone. Sasuke was still sensitive, but besides hissing, he did not complain. Kakashi was gentle, using only his smooth inner lips and suction, no rough tongue or teeth. Sasuke’s erection began to return. Judging him to be ready, Kakashi pointed his tongue and stabbed at the slit. Sasuke’s hips bucked, but Kakashi was ready to hold him down. Sasuke groaned in pleasure. Kakashi continued to slowly pleasure him as he lubed his fingers.

Sasuke tensed up as a rush of new pleasure ran up his spin when Kakashi caressed his opening feather light. He teased him for a full minute before easing a finger in. But this time Kakashi was taking half Sasuke’s cock into his mouth. Kakashi came up to tell Sasuke to relax. He returned to mouth to his cock and started deepthroating him as he added a second finger. Kakashi did his best to distract Sasuke with his mouth as he stretched his virgin entrance. Sasuke barely registered Kakashi’s fingers as he was given his first blowjob. But Sasuke’s muscles were already like butter after his first real orgasm, his body conforming to Kakashi’s manipulation. It didn’t take long to prepare him and bring him back to full hardness with his mouth.

Another roll of thunder and the heavens opened releasing a deluge of rain on the town.

Kakashi retracted his fingers and gave Sasuke’s cock one last long, powerful suck from root to tip before releasing it completely. Sasuke groaned a complaint at the loss of the warmth. Kakashi came up to knell between Sasuke’s spread legs and looked down at the beautiful body twisted with desire before him. He took both hands and felt down his body from his shoulders down to his hips. Sasuke arched up into his touch.

Kakashi snatched an unused pillow and stuffed it under Sasuke’s hips. Sasuke seemed to come back to himself as he did, his dark eyes staring into Kakashi were full of lust and desire, challenging him to continue; he was pliant and wanted Kakashi to use him how he saw fit. The power Sasuke was giving him was a heady thing, like a sudden swig of a full bottle of sake. Kakashi wouldn’t take advantage of that power, not with Sasuke, but he wasn’t going to deny Sasuke by not exerting at least a part of that power here and now.

Entering Sasuke was amazing. He and Itachi had been having sex for nearly nine years on and off; though Itachi remained tight, he was not as tight as his virgin brother.

The thunder cashed right over them, the lightning bleeding into the room almost immediately. Sasuke’s skin seemed even whiter, virginal, in the flash of cold light. It seemed like heresy to violate this beautiful virgin body. It felt like cheating on a lover, like a teacher taking advantage of student, pedophilia, and incest all at once (it was in a way all of these things). This was like something so wrong it gave him a thrill. A thrill even more keen than murder. It was truly mindblowingly powerful. He remembered taking Itachi after an assassination mission, one of the most passionate nights they’d spent together. This was even more intense.

It was like desecration, corruption.

It was like sin.

And he loved it.

He didn’t want to wait once he bottomed out, but remembered Sasuke was a virgin. Sasuke didn’t care however; he lifted his hips to urge Kakashi to move. Kakashi threw out the last of his inhibitions and obeyed.

Sasuke was panting and moaning under him as Kakashi destroyed the last of his innocence. Sasuke was still thrusting his hips up to meet Kakashi’s desperately.

“Harder,” Sasuke begged breathlessly. “Harder, sensei.”

To Kakashi, that was the dirtiest thing Sasuke could have said. Sasuke’s panting and moans sounded obscene to his ears. He lost himself in Sasuke’s wanton lust. He wanted Sasuke more and more even as he was fucking him as hard as possible.

Sasuke growled. “Fuck me,” he urged. Kakashi grabbed his hips and pulled him onto his erection. Sasuke’s moaning was like a drug in of itself. This was not Itachi. There was nothing of Itachi here and Kakashi didn’t even think of him. Sasuke was for more into the physical sensation, for more animalistic that his brother. That was pure love; this was pure lust. Sex with Itachi was chaste compared to this; it had been a loving relationship, tender and affectionate. This was different. This was passionate and animalistic. Complete debauchery.

Sasuke was nothing holding anything back; his fingers grasped at the sheets even while the muscles of his arms tightened and untightened, pulling his fingers from their grip on the sheets. His legs clamped onto the sides of the Kakashi’s hips, but Kakashi pulled himself free to fuck Sasuke at his own pace. Sasuke’s back arched and stretched like he was possessed by some sensuous demon. Kakashi took every bit pleasure he could from the body beneath him. He wasn’t searching for Sasuke’s prostate, but hit it from long experience with Itachi.

Sasuke’s moans were working themselves into a crescendo that culminated in a cry that was as close to a scream that would ever come out of Sasuke’s throat. His orgasm was powerful; his cum shoot almost as far as his own face. His body was more reactive than Itachi’s had ever been, convulsing and trembling around him. Kakashi was powerless to stop his own climax, shooting deeply inside the boy’s body, his own orgasm incredibly powerful.

Kakashi started pulling out, but Sasuke’s legs wound around Kakashi’s hips, preventing him from moving. He pulled Kakashi deeper and deeper into him even as Kakashi’s erection was deflating, Sasuke riding the aftermath of his orgasm for all it was worth. Finally, he released Kakashi and his body collapsed deeply into the bed, all strength dissolving. Kakashi lay down beside him.

Sasuke took a few seconds to recover his energy and breath then rolled over onto Kakashi. Kakashi held Sasuke against his chest and stroked his hair.

“I love you, Kakashi. I love you.”

“I can’t love the way I loved Itachi. But I love you. I will stay with you until I die. You’re all I have left. Of your brother, of your clan, of Konoha, of my students. I love only you, Sasuke.”

“And I you. There is nothing, no one, except you.”

The thunder and lightning raged throughout the night, but Sasuke slept soundly in Kakashi’s arms.

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ushi-oni is the ox demon that the eight-tail’s form takes. Sort of. I’m getting that from Narutopedia. Sounds good to me.

I was actually buzzed while writing part of the love scene.

This is part spoiler: I haven’t seen ‘Natural Born Killers’ and I probably should. ‘Bonny and Clyde’ didn’t seem extreme enough. Must see if Netflix streams that one. Was there a sexual relationship going on in ‘House of 1000 corpses’ or ‘Devil’s Rejects?’ There won’t be any face pealing (I did see that scene on Bravo’s Scarcest Movie Moments 2 or 3). Yeah, sex and death people! Told ya it was dark.