What Sasuke Wants

Bijouxbroussard: Your review truly made me happy.
Oztan: I’m glad you liked my point of view on the whole situation. The story [archive]naruto[/archive][story=600102586]Uninvited[/story] by [archive]naruto[/archive][author=1296860464]ShinobiGoneWild[/author] also has Sasuke in a more realistic circumstance. I really do hate other fics where Sasuke comes back and there are no consequences. He’s a missing-nin! I actually think Naruto should choose Hinata. I think she’d mature once they get to the making out phase of a relationship. I think Sakura should choose Lee (just ‘cause he really seems to love her), Sasuke should choose Karin (as I say in more than one fic, she brings her own talents to the Uchiha (just make them a little more badass)), Shikamaru and Temari (they already seem to have something developing), and that’s about it. Ran out of girls. TenTen is annoying, hope Neji wouldn’t choose her. Anyway, sooo not what you asked, but . . . I don’t think I’ll pair Naruto up with anyone in this fic.
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Hey, Krito1389 and all my readers, what thinks you all of a little Minato/Kakashi? Alluded to and backflashed maybe? Considering it. Blame crimson raven for my evil thoughts. If you guys don’t want it in this story, I’ll just write a spin off.

This one’s a bit long, but there’s lemon!!

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Sasuke looked happier and more relaxed than any of them had ever seen him at breakfast, though he did sit down a bit gingerly. Kakashi was wearing his mask, but he seemed just as pleased. Yamato, Sai, Juugo, and Sakura looked perfectly normal. But Karin sat at her place dejectedly and Naruto was downright angry.

When Sasuke noticed Naruto’s mood, he grew concerned. Naruto gave him a glare that he no doubt learned from Sasuke himself. Everyone grew aware of the growing tension.

“Naruto?” Sakura tried to take his attention from Sasuke, frightened this could lead to another confrontation like the one on the hospital rooftop that led to Sasuke’s flight from Konoha.

“I’m fine,” he said and returned his attention to his food.

Sasuke hadn’t tensed. He wondered what had provoked him, but turned to his own meal rather than ask.

“You seem in a good mood, Sasuke,” Yamato commented.

“I knew or suspect everything about what the Hokage thought and the whole issue involving Naruto and I; though it’s another thing to actually hear it it’s truth. I just needed to vent. I’m fine now.”

Naruto put down his milk glass a little too forcefully. They all looked at him, except for Karin. Naruto ignored them.

Karin caught Sasuke’s attention by eating more than she ever did. Her depression and her eating despite being on a never ending diet made his stomach sink. She knew. He looked at Naruto. But was that why Naruto was angry? Did he know too? Sasuke felt a little sick. How loud had they been last night? He and Kakashi could not hide their relationship forever, but he was disturbed that it had already gotten out the day it became official.

Intending to suggest he and Kakashi leave, Sasuke began, “Kakashi—”

Naruto slammed his hand down; everyone jumped and stared at him. Naruto stood, glared at Sasuke, then left. Sasuke hesitated for about ten seconds before cursing and following after him.

“There seems to always be something between those two,” Sakura said.

Kakashi was getting worried too. Like Sasuke, he knew at least these six would find out about their relationship, but he still hadn’t figured out what the larger implications would be; he’d hoped to keep this a secret for a while.

Sasuke caught up to Naruto in one of the gardens. It was empty this early.

“So what is it?”

“I heard you.”

“I thought as much.”

“How long has this been going on?”

“It was our second time. Not long.”

“Even knowing he’s supposed to be ready to kill you?”

“Kakashi won’t kill me and I won’t give him a reason to kill me. I love him.”

Jealousy shot through Naruto with an intensity that surprised even him. “Does he love you?”

“Yes. We’re both risking a lot, neither of us can afford to lie about this.”

“He’s so much older than you. And he was our sensei!”

“He was always more than that.”

“What?” Naruto turned to him.

“I fell in love with him before I left, but never let on. If you feel betrayed because we never told you, I can understand that. We only made it official last night.”

Naruto had always been impetuous. He was so filled with anger and a sense of betrayal he took out a kunai and stabbed at Sasuke. Sasuke caught his wrist, but the point drew blood right over his heart. Sasuke’s stared into the red eyes, but his own eyes remained black.

The tension between their hands dragged the point of the kunai down a few inches, cutting Sasuke’s flesh. “If you were in love with me, you should have told me sooner.”

Naruto’s eyes turned blue again at the sight of the wound. “I didn’t know.”

Sasuke took the kunai out of Naruto’s hand.

“Please don’t tell anyone, not even the others here. Let us choose when and how to make it public.”

“Sasuke.”

When Naruto said nothing else, Sasuke went back inside. Luckily Sasuke was wearing a black shirt and he could hide the cut, but Kakashi smelled the blood. As Sasuke stepped back inside, he decided to handle Karin as well. But after he finished breakfast.

He sat down, careful to hide the cut and began eating again, back to his normal unemotional self.

“Sasuke?” Sakura prodded.

“If Naruto wants to talk about it, he will. Not my place to tell others what’s bothering him.”

Kakashi eyed him, but said nothing. Sasuke finished eating then, without waiting for Karin to finish her meal, “Karin, a minute.” He stood without waiting for an answer and left, Karin obediently following. He led her to her own room. He sat down and opened his shirt.

“What’s that?” she demanded at seeing the wound.

“Naruto has always been hotheaded.”

“He attacked you?”

“You know too, don’t you?”

“Yes.” She knelt in front of him and used her medical skills to heal the small wound, avoiding his eyes.

“Karin.” She didn’t look up. “Karin.” She finally lifted her eyes. “I’m not actually gay. I’m bi and I love Kakashi. But, while Konoha doesn’t actually frown on that kind of thing, marriage is out of the question. I do want to revive my clan and I had chosen you to become my wife. But the situation now does make that difficult for you. We’ll talk about it when we get back to Konoha.”

Karin’s expression became confused, but hopeful. “Sasuke, I must know, do you love me?”

Sasuke considered for a moment. “I love Kakashi. But I feel more for you than anyone else in the village besides Kakashi. You and Juugo, even Suigetsu, quickly became my family. I still can’t say I feel much for Naruto and Sakura, and wasn’t close to anyone else. I can say this: you are the only woman I love.”

Karin blushed and thought about his words. She was about to speak, but Sasuke stopped her. “No, think about this. I haven’t even talked to Kakashi about it yet. I thought we’d have more time before talking about it became necessary.” Sasuke smiled down at her. “Now, I assume your diet is back on? Then I’ll allow you to drag me to the stores; I know there must be something you want.”

The fact he was really smiling at her blew away her depression. She didn’t like the idea of sharing Sasuke, but to be his wife and the mother of his children . . . It was sounding better and better. And he was still willing to dote on her.

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Sasuke and Kakashi sat near each other in the hot spring, but not too close. Both were just leaning back enjoying the heat. The dappled sunlight came through the trees beautifully, creating shafts of solid light through the steam and made the atmosphere feel ethereal. Despite the hectic morning, they both felt utterly content. Whatever the consequences when they got home, that wouldn’t be for another day; no use worrying about it now.

Sasuke told Kakashi about his conversation with Naruto, but not his entire conversation with Karin. That whole issue would be best discussed when they got home. Kakashi had merely sighed and said it was bound to happen. He suggested they use a seal to keep any noise they made in the room next time.

The serene atmosphere evaporated when Naruto came out of the showers and saw them. The pair felt his hostility. Naruto went so far as to sneer at them and go to one of the smaller separate pools.

“Tsk, it’s not like we’d do anything, especially with Sai right there,” Sasuke said.

Naruto looked again and saw the pale boy, looking quite confused, not too far from the pair. He slipped into the water in the separate pool. Sasuke sighed.

Yamato came out and immediately perceived the situation. He decided to let Naruto stew by himself and joined the other three.

As angry as Naruto was, he couldn’t help imagining Sasuke splayed on the floor, his knees up and legs spread invitingly. He was glad Yamato had joined the others because Naruto was hard as a rock.

That’s probably how he got Kakashi to teach him the Chidori, he thought. Probably spread his legs for Orochimaru too. Naruto couldn’t help but imagine Sasuke in an erotic pose, but the moment Orochimaru entered into the picture, he wanted to vomit. No, he couldn’t imagine Sasuke doing that voluntarily. Maybe Orochimaru forced him; maybe he’s the reason he let Kakashi . . . Of course that disgusted him even more. He never wanted to think of Sasuke as a victim; not the strong confident friend he knew, nor the slut who broke his heart.

Naruto turned to see the two of them lounging back completely at ease. He couldn’t understand how Sasuke could be so relaxed if something like that had happened to him. He heard Sasuke calling out Kakashi’s name again in his memory. He was aroused and furious at the same time. He wanted to hear his own name called out like that in Sasuke’s voice.

“Sorry Yamato to be pulling you out of ANBU like this,” Kakashi said in the silence.

“I agreed to it. I guess I was tiring of ANBU anyway. You retired around my age.”

“Ah. Burnout is quite fast among ANBU. Best to leave before it really starts getting to you.”

Sasuke listened meditatively.

The arrival of Juugo put a halt to the conversation. Juugo automatically gravitated to Sasuke and sat down on Sasuke’s left, but not too close, just like Kakashi.

There’s another one, Naruto thought. He saw how loyal Juugo was to Sasuke and they were nigh inseparable. He probably put out for him and the Kiri-nin. But Naruto recognized the uncharitableness of his thoughts even as he mentally sneered at Sasuke.

The conversation behind him had died completely as they all just relaxed in the steaming water. Naruto was closest to the wall which separated the male and female bathes and could hear Sakura and Karin talking quietly, but couldn’t hear what they were saying. Sakura was probably still gushing over Sasuke. If she only knew . . . At least the love triangle was at an end. That one anyway.

Naruto was so deep in thought he lost track of time. He heard Sai getting out of the water, soon followed by Sasuke and Kakashi, the first three to enter the pools.

“Naruto,” Kakashi said, “five more minutes.”

Naruto had spaced out for nearly half an hour. He watched the three, their waists wrapped in towels, leave the area. He tried to enjoy what remained of his time.

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Sasuke and Kakashi lay nude and dry on the floor, letting the excess heat in their bodies dissipate.

“Maybe we can sneak into the pool later tonight, alone,” Kakashi suggested.

“Hmmm. Would be nice without a jealous blond hanging around.”

Kakashi sighed. “I knew Naruto cared about you deeply, but not that deeply.”

“Nor did I. He had his chance to make his feelings known.”

“Maybe we should keep away from him when we can, at least until he cools down.”

“Ah.”

“How ‘bout we stand the rest of them up for dinner in the common room and get a secluded table at the restaurant?”

“Only if you’ll let me pay for it. That’s extra from what you promised to pay for.”

“Alright. I’ll let Yamato know so no one freaks out.”

Sasuke started feeling cold and rolled over to Kakashi’s side, relishing the remaining heat radiating from his lover’s body. He found himself staring directly at Kakashi’s ANBU tattoo. He traced the tattoo with his fingers. Kakashi hummed.

“My brother had the same tattoo. I remember he was so proud of it at first, then he started covering it up. He didn’t like me to see it. I always liked it though and I associated it with my brother since I never saw anyone else with this tattoo.”

“There were no other Uchiha in ANBU, just your brother.”

“You don’t like to reveal the tattoo either, do you?”

“You do things in ANBU that leave you feeling dirty. We were all proud to get our tattoos, but then it comes to symbolize all the dark deeds we did.”

Sasuke hummed his understanding. “The slaughter of my clan was an ANBU mission.”

“People think of ANBU as the elite and respect them, but we know the truth. It’s not a stigma, not even among ourselves; there’s sympathy among us. You’re brother probably didn’t want you to seek the same tattoo.”

“Maybe.” Sasuke stared at the design. “I still like it.” He snuggled against it. “I welcome any reminded of my brother.”

“I told you I didn’t know your brother well, but I was his sempai. I really wish I could tell you more about him. He was pretty reclusive even by ANBU standards. After he was promoted to captain, I never saw him. Not until he came back after the Third’s death. He was a good shinobi. I really couldn’t believe he’d do what he did. I thought it was a shame to lose someone like him.”

“I wish you had known him. I wish I had.”

Kakashi pulled his arm away so he could loop it around Sasuke’s head and pet his hair.

“I miss him so much, Kakashi.”

“I understand.”

“I still hate him though. He manipulated me from the beginning and made my life hell. I can’t ever forgive him for that. But I love him.”

“I can almost understand that. I suffered some derision from my father’s actions. And I hated him for abandoning me by committing suicide. I was still very young. I’ve forgiven and come to terms with what he did, but I still can’t forgive him for abandoning me.”

“I think that’s why I love you and I couldn’t ever love Naruto or anyone else; you really do understand my pain.”

“Kindred spirits.”

“In more ways than one.” Sasuke pushed himself up and kiss the bare face that very few had ever seen. He found himself a little jealous of Izumo, that anyone else had seen what was now his and his alone. He started to worry. He was his, wasn’t he? Kakashi had jumped from Izumo to him. Sasuke had practicably raped the older man and forced him to see that he loved him. Sasuke was used to a lot of painful emotions, but insecurity wasn’t one of them. Kakashi hadn’t actually broken up with Izumo yet.

He stamped those thoughts down. Like Karin, that could wait.

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Sasuke and Kakashi weren’t in the common room when Naruto arrived. He asked Yamato where they were.

“Said they wanted to speak privately over dinner about the new situation.”

Naruto scowled. “I bet.”

Karin stared at him. She caught his eye and shook her head slightly. Sakura saw that.

“What is it?”Sakura asked.

“What?” Karin answered.

“You and Naruto having been acting strangely and you just—”

“How can you be so calm about it, Karin?” Naruto asked.

“Shut up, Naruto!”

“What’s going on?” Sakura insisted again.

Naruto opened his mouth and found Karin pressed against his back, her hand over his mouth. “If you say one word you’ll see why I was feared as the warden of one of Orochimaru’s most dangerous prisons,” she whispered in his ear. She let him go.

He sat down and said nothing. He wasn’t so much cowed by Karin, but she brought back some sense. Would telling something Sasuke wanted to keep secret make Sasuke love him any more?

From that display, Sakura knew not to ask again.

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Sasuke and Kakashi were having a far better time at a secluded table in the restaurant. They were outside in dim candlelight, the shadows hiding Kakashi’s bare face from the staff, though they didn’t know who he was; this onsen was further from Konoha than the one shinobi usually visited.

Half way through, Sasuke brought up their team and former team.

“Karin and Naruto know. I don’t think they’ll gossip, but we may as well attack before the ambush can be set up.”

“You want to tell the rest of them before we leave?”

“Or as soon as we get back. Perhaps when he get back. I should probably tell Sakura separately.”

“Probably.”

“About that. I didn’t want to discuss this until we got home, but . . . my . . . clan.”

“You want children.”

“Yeah. I already suggested it to Karin. She knows about us already. I need your blessing of course, but I was thinking of marrying her. I love you more, you know that, but I’m the last Uchiha.”

“I understand. Tsunade’s going to be pissed at me for similar reasons. My father was living legend in his time, and I’ve become one. She’s been pressing me to get married. Never occurred to her my affections never turned that way. All the girls I’ve even known have been like Sakura, too silly and undisciplined.”

“You love me for my discipline?” The way Sasuke said that seemed to imply another sort of ‘discipline.’

“Well, you’ll never lose your head over anything. And you can be rather . . . demanding.”

“I can be more so if you so desire,” Sasuke said with a suggestive smile.

“That should definitely wait until we get home. But as for your plans, I know how much reviving your clan means to you. One of the first things you ever said to me were those very words. If Karin is amenable to this arrangement, then I agree.”

“Even if I show her affection too?” Sasuke sat back. “I already feel like a polygamist,” he said with a small laugh.

“It’s fine. I’ll let you know when it’s not fine,” he added with a smirk.

“Alright,” Sasuke said with an answering smirk.

The waiter returned. “Anything for desert?”

“No, thank you,” they said in unison and chuckled. They really were too much alike.

Kakashi pulled up his mask and they left, planning on visiting their room to change into yukata and then go back to the pools. But Yamato was waiting by their door.

“Sempai, if I could have a word.”

Kakashi nodded and Sasuke stepped passed him into their room to give the two captains some privacy. Yamato led Kakashi back to the common room.

“I need to know what’s going on. Naruto hasn’t calmed down. Karin knows something but she pretty much threatened Naruto with his life not to say anything.”

Kakashi sighed and leaned back against the wall. “Guess waiting until we got home won’t happen. Sasuke and I are lovers, Tenzou.” He took it rather well, or was too shocked to emote. “Naruto heard us last night. Karin also found out. We were going to tell the rest of you when we got back. Sasuke wants to let Sakura down himself. Juugo’s the only now that needs to be told. Sasuke will do that. Sai doesn’t matter much. It may be best if our teams leave separately in the morning. And let us take Sakura so she doesn’t find out from Naruto.”

“Is it wise to get involved with him?”

“No. But I love him.”

“I guess you should take Sakura with you. I’ll deal with Naruto and Sai.”

“Sorry to burden you with this Tenzou.”

“No one’s going to like this. Especially the Uchiha’s fan club.”

“Trust me, at the moment that fan club has a dearth of members.”

“I know I’ve seen it; which was my other point.”

“You saw how they treat Sasuke?” Kakashi asked accusingly.

“Sasuke would have resented help.”

“Perhaps. But he does need to know there are those who are on his side. So does the rest of the village.”

“I suppose you’re right.”

“As for the village’s disapproval, I don’t really care. If I have to become a pariah right along with him, I’m fine with that. I’ve never courted popularity anyway. I really do love him, Tenzou. You have no idea what he’s like behind that mask.”

Tenzou wasn’t able to repress a chuckle. “Speaks the man behind the mask.”

Kakashi smiled briefly. “He wears more masks than I do. And his are far more secure. At least I can take mine off. He probably won’t ever take his off. In public at least. I love him.”

“Well, you better get back to him.”

Kakashi’s smile was more genuine this time. “We do have plans for the rest of the evening.”

Kakashi returned to the room to find Sasuke in his yukata meditating. He started stripping. Sasuke waited until he was changed to open his eyes; whether out of good manners or not wanting to get aroused too early, Kakashi couldn’t be sure.

“I take it we’re still on for the hot spring.” He got up so gracefully from a cross-legged position, Kakashi couldn’t help but admire Sasuke movements. He grabbed the younger, shorter man around the waist and kissed him. “If this wasn’t our last night here, I’d say we should stay in.”

“We’ve got plenty of time tonight.” Sasuke kissed him.

Ten minutes later they were both lounging in the empty pools a bit closer than they allowed themselves earlier, but still not touching. Sasuke dipped his head under the water and even his duckbutt hair drooped down; though it only took a few seconds of the water dripping off for the hair to begin to rebound. Kakashi slid his fingers in the rebelling hair and massaged the back of his lover’s skull. Sasuke’s eyes closed and he leaned into the pleasing hand. It amazed Kakashi how much the Uchiha loved being touched. Maybe it was only being touched by him. His hand moved down to Sasuke neck.

“You keep that up and I’ll fall asleep and drown.”

“I’ll save you. Give you some mouth to mouth.”

Sasuke smiled. “To the left.”

Kakashi’s fingers found the offending knot of muscle behind Sasuke’s left ear. The younger man moaned.

“You know, for shinobi, it’s odd we’ve not availed ourselves of the masseuse here,” Kakashi said.

“I think you’re doing a fine job. I wouldn’t trust anyone else to touch me anyway.”

Kakashi was heartened to hear that and also a little sad. Besides their team, there was no one Sasuke would probably ever trust. But that was fine; Sasuke was never gregarious and just not the type to need or want a lot of friends. Nevertheless, the last four or five years, including his time since returning to Konoha, must have been very lonely even for the misanthropic Uchiha.

While Kakashi was contemplating the sadness of Sasuke’s life, Sasuke was just luxuriating in the heat and the massage.

Kakashi pulled him so that Sasuke’s back was to him and started giving Sasuke a full massage from the shoulders down to the hips. Even in the low light from some paper lanterns hung around the area, from this close Kakashi could see the scars on the boy’s back. The dozen or so senbon scars were nearly invisible, but he could feel the slightly raised bumps of scar tissue. Four claw marks from some large animal and a few other cuts marred the pale expanse.

Kakashi felt guilty for not being able to protect Sasuke and Naruto on their first real mission when Haku had turned Sasuke into a pin cushion. Sasuke had really nearly died. But as Zabuza said, Haku had held back. He also had not been able to protect Sasuke from any of these other wounds. He had no way of knowing when he got any of these wounds, whether they were from when Sasuke was under his care or after, but the point remained, he had never been able to save Sasuke, never. Not until a few months ago. He wasn’t worthy of Sasuke. The fact the boy put so much trust in him, it was undeserved. When had Kakashi really been able to help him? Just once; when it wasn’t even his intention to do so. Kakashi really meant to murder Sasuke that day. He felt guilty even though his intent was for Sasuke’s own good; end his pain and maybe save his soul.

But Sasuke had saved him twice. It was so long ago, but Kakashi remember it: he was fighting off one shinobi and another was about to attack his back, but Sasuke flew in and took the kunai in the arm, broken the man’s arm, and kicked him in the head hard enough that he didn’t wake up for two days. Then again when Kakashi was about to be hit with a dozen shuriken and he didn’t have time to react, Sasuke had appeared out of nowhere, tackled him to the ground, and took a shuriken in the thigh.

Kakashi pulled down the thin towel around his face, leaned forward, and kissed Sasuke’s neck. “I really don’t deserve you.” But he kissed higher on his hair line then right behind his ear.

“I’m the traitor who tried to kill you all. I don’t really deserve anything, much less you.”

“We’re just a pair of undeserving, worthless people I guess.”

Sasuke hummed his agreement. “You know, I’m reminded of the last time we came to a hot spring. Naruto, Sakura and I were doing everything to see your face.” Sasuke turned. “It would have been worth all the torture if we’d seen it.” He kissed him briefly then just leaned his head against Kakashi’s chest, tucking his head under his chin. Kakashi held him. “I love you. You could even look like we imaged back then and I would love you.”

“And what was that, may I ask?”

“Poufy lips, buckteeth . . . name it, we imaged it. I like the ‘kiss-swollen lips’ look myself.” Sasuke gave him another slow kiss before he pulled away and dunked his head again. “Having done it once makes my head cold afterward.” He grabbed his towel and dried his hair, the duckbutt standing at full attention. He leaned back against the rocks, using the towel as a pillow. Kakashi mimicked him.

“That talk with Ten-Yamato, Naruto’s still angry and almost told everyone, but Karin threatened him to keep quiet. I told Yamato about us. We thought it best if our teams leave separately, but we’ll take Sakura so Naruto isn’t tempted to say anything to her.”

“Ah. I’ll invite her over to dinner to soften the blow. She’ll react worse than Karin. Karin is very level headed despite the way she acts sometimes. But before I talk to Sakura I want to talk to Karin again. Maybe all three of us talk about the future. I have tell Juugo as well, but I don’t think it’ll bother him. He’s always acted more like a loyal hound than someone in love.”

Kakashi chuckled softly.

“What about you? You have to deal with Izumo. And isn’t there anyone else you’ll have to talk down?”

Kakashi liked Sasuke’s choice of words, as if he had admirers as rabid as Sasuke did. “Just Izumo. It was never anything really serious. I just thought we’d be together for a while, enjoy being in a relationship for a year or two. I never intended to settle down with him. I just expected his love to cool down and he’d go back to Kotetsu.”

“Kotetsu?”

“You never noticed how much time they spent together?”

“I’ve been gone a long time.”

“They’ve always been together. Kotetsu’s taken up with Genma.”

“Don’t tell me you were the rebound.”

“Sort of. I’m a little angry with him at the moment anyway. The reason our team is being split up is because he shared a private conversation with the Hokage.”

Sasuke sat up, only his keen reflexes stopping his towel-pillow from falling in the water.

“It was after that first night we had sex. I was scared to death to face you and he was pressing me about why I was so depressed. I said I thought you could have your own team. I was just thinking of how to keep away from you, fearing you’d blame me for that night. He told the Hokage I thought you were ready to lead your own team. I don’t take kindly to some sharing a confidence.”

“At least you don’t have to worry about that kind of thing with me; I have no one to talk to except Karin and Juugo.”

“I have no one else to tell. Except maybe Gai. I can just let the rumor mill take care of that and save me the trouble.”

“Except he’ll come to confirm it.”

“True.”

They soaked in silence after that. Their time was soon up.

“Let’s go in,” Sasuke said.

Kakashi followed his young lover and allowed himself the luxury of staring at his nude body as they both rinsed off the communal water. Sasuke caught him staring and moved a little more slowly and more tantalizingly so that Kakashi was half hard when they donned their yukatas and retreated back to their room, luckily meeting no one in the halls.

Sasuke pulled Kakashi down onto the traditional style futon as soon as they stripped the yukatas. They kissed, neither of them able to get enough of the other’s spicy taste. Kakashi soon abandoned Sasuke’s lips to occupy his mouth with something more substantial. He went down on Sasuke with abandon. He truly could not get enough of looking up at the lithe, writhing figure.

Once Sasuke was completely hard, thoroughly coated with saliva, and too close to cuming, Kakashi crawled back up to the shorter man’s lips and whispered, “I want you inside me.” Sasuke shivered and slid out from under Kakashi. He went and grabbed the complementary lotion.

“I don’t think we’ll need that,” Kakashi said.

“Won’t hurt.”

Kakashi was still on his hands and knees. Sasuke warmed a dollop of lotion with his body heat before letting it fall on Kakashi’s entrance. He slid two fingers inside finding it loosened by the heat from the hot spring, the stretching it had received the night before, and Kakashi’s own ability to relax. He took no further steps to prepared and slid into the tight, hot, tunnel. He draped his body over Kakashi’s. Being noticeably shorter than his lover, his cheek lay just below Kakashi’s shoulder. Sasuke only waited a few seconds before he started rocking his hips shallowly into Kakashi’s body. It was gentle, agonizingly, slow lovemaking. At first.

Sasuke pealed his body away and grabbed Kakashi’s pale hips to pull him back as he rammed in. He slowed down to prevent either of their release after they were both breathless.

Sasuke stretched his body so that he could reach Kakashi’s shoulder with his mouth. Kakashi’s body was slightly bowed, his back arched back shortening the distance Sasuke had to cover.

Sasuke’s right arm snaked around Kakashi’s chest for leverage and he rolled his hips as he nipped at Kakashi’s shoulder. Kakashi tightened around him and the nip became a bite. Kakashi groaned in pleasure and Sasuke didn’t let go, but sank his teeth deeper, sucking at the skin in his mouth and teasing it with his tongue. He pulled away licking at the darkening circle and the blood.

“Sorry about that,” Sasuke said without much sincerity. “No one will see it though.”

“Too bad.”

“I wish I could mark you where people will see,” Kakashi shivered, the idea going straight to his aching cock. “Only place though would be above your right eye.” He pulled at Kakashi’s shoulder to make him bend his back more and pressed in as deep as he could force himself, leaning to press his lips against Kakashi’s right temple almost like a threat that he would really do it. “Hard mark to explain away and you couldn’t hide it without admitting it was there.” Kakashi bend his neck back toward Sasuke to submit to whatever Sasuke wanted. Sasuke barely managed to lick the area before he pulled back, allowing Kakashi to stretch back out. “That would be more public than I want.” Kakashi sighed almost disappointedly.

With that display of submissiveness, Sasuke decided to go a little further, remembering their little tease about discipline. He thrust against his lover’s prostate and trailed his hand down Kakashi’s chest and abdomen, tantalizingly close to his cock. He leaned forward again to order, “Don’t cum.” Kakashi’s whine was somewhere between protest and arousal.

Sasuke continued to assault Kakashi internally, daring him to cum, and now added another torture: a feather-light caress from root to tip on the underside of his cock. Kakashi gasped. That would have brought him off if it weren’t for the commandment not to. Sasuke was still fucking him leisurely as he teased him. He drew a finger over his cum filled testicles and over the base of his straining cock. Kakashi whined again desperately. The sound sent electricity to the base of Sasuke’s spine and he was so close himself. He decided to have mercy on them both.

“Cum for me,” he whispered.

Kakashi didn’t need any more stimulation than Sasuke’s voice, but Sasuke was still moving inside of his and his hand brushed against the head of his cock. He cam hard into Sasuke’s waiting hand. The convulsions of Kakashi’s body milked Sasuke of his own orgasm. To prevent himself from screaming out, Kakashi bent down and bit the back of his own wrist. Sasuke love the sound of the muffled scream of pure bliss.

Sasuke withdrew his hand and Kakashi sagged down onto the futon. Sasuke pulled him over onto his back with his clean hand, still straddling the older man’s legs. He leaned forward, brought his cum covered hand to his face and took a long lick at the pearly fluid. Kakashi was hypnotized at the sight. The only coherent thought he had was that Sasuke’s skin was nearly as white and pearly with sweat as his cum. He wanted to see a better comparison, but was too enrapture by Sasuke’s current occupation to reach up and smear the cum on Sasuke’s hand on his face. The glitter in Sasuke’s Sharingan eyes suggested he could read that thought. Kakashi’s own Sharingan was uncovered and open, but he could read none of Sasuke’s thoughts. Well, beside the obvious ones.

“Damn, Sasuke, you’re making hard again already.”

“That’s the idea.”

Sasuke reached down between Kakashi’s legs and put his fingers inside his abused entrance. “So loose and wet,” Sasuke purred. He teased Kakashi’s rim and insides as he bent down to take a nipple into his mouth and lavish it with attention. All thought was wiped from Kakashi’s already pleasure-muddled mind. Sasuke switched sides, drawing out the pleasure until the sensitivity in both their cocks subsided and life returned. Kakashi ran his fingers through Sasuke’s spiky locks thinking how from some angles they looked like a black crown. Ice Prince indeed, he thought.

As soon as Sasuke felt his own cock return to normal, he entered Kakashi again without any hesitation, his fingers having prevented him from tightening hardly at all.

This time it was artless, graceless fucking. Sasuke concentrated more on the feeling of his own cock slipping through the tightening wet heat than thinking about his lover’s needs. Sasuke braced himself on his arms on either side of Kakashi’s chest. Kakashi grabbed his arms just to have something to ground him. Kakashi for his part was lost in the sensations Sasuke’s cock was giving him even when it wasn’t striking his prostate. Just the feeling of being full, more than he had experience with Izumo or anyone else, was enough to distract him from anything worldly. He had to look up eventually though and see Sasuke enrapt with pleasure, head back, his eyes tightly shut, and his face contorted with pleasure.

Sasuke came back to himself towards the end, remembering his lover’s needs and used his cum and lube stained hand to jack Kakashi off. Sasuke stopped and thrust in until he cam. He pulled out, Kakashi looking up at him pleadingly, seeming afraid Sasuke would leave him like this. Sasuke gave him a lazy smile and moved down between his legs and continue to jack Kakashi off until he cam on Sasuke’s face. Kakashi wanted to watch the display, but the pleasure shut his eyes. When he was able to open them again, Sasuke was leaning over him, their limp and sated cocks touching, cum dripping slowly down Sasuke’s face.

“You can read my thoughts?” Kakashi asked.

“Not really. This one was written all over your face though.”

“Yours now.”

Sasuke smiled. Kakashi reached up to pull Sasuke’s face close and he leaned up toward him and licked each rope of cum away.

“All clean.”

“Ha,” Sasuke said. “We’ve showered and bathed a dozen times today and we’re still dirty.”

“Need a shower now?”

“It can wait until morning.” Sasuke snuggled against him. “Hope I didn’t go too far. I wasn’t too presumptuous was I?

“Not at all. It’s something of a turn on to be dominated by someone younger, and shorter.” Sasuke nipped at his chest for the shorter comment. Kakashi chuckled lowly. “Anyway, you undeniably have the more dominate personality.”

“Just let me know when it’s too much for an old man like you.”

“This old man is thinking about you going further.”

“Really? Well, that will definitely have to wait until we get home.”

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Onsen is another word for hot springs in Japan.