The Chemicals Between Us

A/N: Dom-seriously, stop voting. I don't care. Just review. That's the only thing that matters to me. Well that and sex.


The Chemicals Between us


"I'm here Tsume-san," Iruka said politely as he unlocked the front door to his apartment.

The woman on the other line nodded, "I'll pick you up, it shouldn't be too hard to pick out my car."

"Is it still—"

"Pink? Yes. I'll be there soon," Tsume growled before hanging up.

The professor smiled fully as he entered his home. He had missed the city sounds and even smells, not used to being in such a quiet place for so long. Though Sasuke's mansion was incredibly beautiful, it was just too still. Iruka knew it had much to do with the house being left empty for so long while the Uchiha was away on business.

He swept his hair from its ponytail, rushing to shower and change before dinner that night. A part of him wanted to impress Sasuke's friends, hoping they'd see in him whatever the raven haired man did and accept him. He had no doubt they'd be just as protective of the Uchiha as Tsume was.

When he was coming out of the shower, combing his hair out, the front door slammed shut. Iruka hurriedly put on his glasses, his eyesight adjusting just as Anko turned on the TV and found gay porn.

"It's nice to see you home," she called over her shoulder as she plopped down on the couch. "I got lonely without you."

The male brunette smiled, "I told you I would only be gone until the order was set up."

He started to get dressed, looking suspiciously over his shoulder to make sure Anko wasn't watching.

"You love him?" she asked suddenly, eyes glued to the screen.

Iruka paused after buttoning his shirt, hesitating briefly. "I...don't know. I think I...well I think I do."

"Like you loved Mizuki?" Anko added.

The small man finished getting dressed. "He's nothing like Mizuki."

"Has he asked about the scars on your back?"

Iruka frowned, his shoulders rolling to feel the tightened skin between the blades.

"No, I don't think he's noticed."

Anko nodded and turned around. "I'll kick his ass for you, you know that right?"

Iruka translated that into: 'I care about you, you're my friend, and if he hurts you I'll commit murder and you can be my alibi.'

"Thank you," Iruka shook his head, a smile threatening his lips as he came down the stairs, tying up his hair.

Anko checked her watch and blinked, shooting off the couch in a flurry of limbs. "Gotta go! Bye!"

The male brunette stared as she rushed out the door at a speed the track star Lee would be jealous of. The door slammed behind her and he walked around his apartment, straightening up a bit.

Tsume grinned at the doorman as she entered Iruka's building having parked her freshly painted Barbie pink corvette on the curb. Once in the elevator she tapped her ruby red nails on the railing, impatient to get the professor and get them to dinner.

Iruka answered the door against her insistent knocking, smiling nervously as he scratched the back of his head.

"Ah, hello Tsume-san," he said politely.

The woman raised a brow. "I'm not calling you Iruka-san, you shouldn't call me Tsume-san. It's just Tsume."

The smaller brunette nodded, quick to please her, "Yes of course Tsume."

"Are you ready to go?" The raunchy woman asked.

The professor nodded. "Let me get my coat..."

The wild brunette stood in the doorway, waiting while Iruka retrieved his jacket from inside his apartment, half ignoring the conversation going on down the hall.

Anko pulled the shaggy brunette back into her apartment by the unused belt loops on the front of his jeans.

"Come...on...I...have...homework." The boy said between kisses.

Anko gave him a devilish smile. "I can help you with it."

The younger man flashed his professor a toothy grin before letting out a loud laugh. "It's yours."


Tsume twitched, her body stilling completely as Iruka came back, shutting the door behind him.

"Alright, I'm...Tsume?" He asked seeing the woman turn extremely slowly and peering down the hall.

Kiba grinned wildly, his hands groping his busty teacher firmly. Anko laughed, already unzipping the boy's pants.

"I think you're still hard," she said lowly. "Want some help?"

Kiba ducked down the distance between them, biting down and sucking on the petite woman's neck while pawing at her chest as he lifted her shirt.

Iruka watched the scene with Tsume. He tried to shout out a warning to his long time friend, but he was too busy being completely frozen, hoping Tsume's vision was based on movement.

Kiba froze upon hearing his name yelled by a voice he knew well. He turned around slowly, instantly paling when his worst nightmare came to life.

"Mom?!"

"Oh fuck me," Anko groaned, staring down the hall.

Tsume seemed to grow ten sizes as she roared out. "I think you've had enough!!! And what the hell are you doing with my son?!"

Kiba shrank in on himself, pressing his built form flat against the wall in an attempt to get out of the way.

The question on the young man's mind just wouldn't come out; instead it came out of the long haired woman he had just been feeling up.

"What are you doing here?"

The taller woman growled viciously, her gaze becoming fixatedly on Anko as she took a few dangerous steps forward. The female professor wasn't one to back down as she mimicked the aggressive movements, each sizing the other up while Iruka and Kiba stared between them.

"What the hell are you doing fucking my baby?!"

Anko blushed furiously. "Don't talk to me like that!"

Kiba continued to back up, hoping that he'd be all but forgotten.

"I'm not even started with you!" Tsume pointed a perfectly manicured finger at her son.

The tallest brunette stopped in his tracks, keeping the distance he had put between himself and his mother.

"Don't talk to him like that!" Anko yelled suddenly. "He's grown and one hell of a man!"

That did it. Tsume pounced.

The two women met in midair both growling and snapping and snarling at each other as they dug their nails into pale skin and shimmering hair. Iruka and Kiba stared at the sudden catfight. The smaller man jumped into the fray, trying to pull the females off, yelling at Kiba to help him.

The tallest brunette was looking at the elevator door like he was wondering just how fast he'd have to run to get there before anyone noticed he was missing. Kiba realized his jeans were still undone, though his hard on had disappeared the second he's heard his mother. His zipped himself up quick, eyes swiveling down on the brawl.

"He's you're student!"

"He came to me!"

"Extra credit!"

"Overprotective!"

The two women began shouting string of obscenities at each other after that, still swinging punches and pulling hair. Kiba finally got the nerve to interject, earning himself a hard punch to the jaw before pushing the two women apart.

"Just because he's good in bed doesn't mean I grade him any different!"

Tsume growled. "I don’t want to hear about how good he is!"

"You're just jealous that you don't have a man!"

"I have a man so big he can split me in half! Way bigger than the piss ant you're fucking!"

"Gee thanks Mom," Kiba muttered.

They went at each other again, spitting and clawing and biting and screaming. Both men were helpless to stop them, though they tried valiantly, each earning a few sharp blows and hair pulls.

By the time they arrived at the restaurant all four had black eyes and busted lips. Anko still carried a fistful of Tsume's hair. All were dressed for a lovely diner night, Tsume keeping herself between Anko and Kiba.

Chouza, Shikaku, Shikamaru, Neji, and Sasuke stared in confusion and awe at the small party that came in.

"What happened?" Chouza asked standing up as Tsume sat down next to him after pointing Kiba to sit on the other side of the large man.

The boy complied, looking like a puppy that had just been scolded.

Shikamaru nudged him in the side. "What happened?"

"Got caught." Kiba muttered as Iruka took his seat next to Sasuke, who was sitting next to Shikamaru.

Neji was giving the Uchiha a disapproving glare as Tsume loudly demanded for the heaviest alcohol the place had, and lots of it.

Anko sat on the other side of Iruka, crossing her arms and making her bountiful cleavage show perfectly in her low cut dress. Kiba couldn't help but stare, even Neji glanced at the perfectly rounded globes once or twice. Shikaku and Shikamaru made no effort to hide their gazes. But Kiba was the only one to get a fork thrown at him.

"Mom! That could have hit my eye!"

Iruka sighed, taking a napkin and putting ice in it before applying it to his swelling cheek, taking off his glasses while glaring at his friend. Anko dropped her arms and settled her elbows on the table with a loud sigh.

"Why is she here?" Neji asked flatly.

"Because I can’t trust her." Tsume answered quickly.

Neji brought his gaze to the still fuming woman.

"Your son is here, you don't really need to watch them both." He pointed out.

"Yea-" Kiba started but stopped upon receiving a deadly glare.

"She'll put her filthy claws on other children if I don’t watch her." Tsume returned her icy stare to Anko who was smiling sweetly at Kiba, but quickly stopped.

"I'm a lawyer. They are both consenting adults, there's nothing you can do." He took a long drink of his water. "And it's only frowned upon for a professor to... fornicate with a student."

Tsume's eyes flashed to the stoic Hyuuga as she held out her hand. "Chouza, give me your fork."

Neji's gaze widened considerably.

Iruka sighed and massaged his temples. "I'll be right back."

The smaller man stood and went to the restroom, wanting to get away from the angry stares and high tempers as Tsume struggled with Shikaku for his butter knife.

Sasuke glared at the wild woman before pulling his napkin off his lap and following after the professor. Shikamaru watched as the Uchiha disappeared into the crowded restaurant.

"I'd suggest you get out while you can." Shikaku mumbled in Anko's direction as Shikamaru gave Kiba his car keys.

"Go home, and call your mom in the morning." he whispered.

"And don't do anything stupid." The young professor gave an annoyed glare at his friend.

The shaggy brunette ducked away from the table after Anko was outside climbing into a cab. The two shared a quick look before parting ways. Chouza was finally detaching Tsume's claws from Neji's long locks, having threatened to cut them off with a butter knife.

Iruka checked his cheek, wincing slightly when he noticed it was starting to turn purple though the swelling had stopped. He glanced at Sasuke's reflection in the mirror, watching the younger man walk in. The brunette's doe eyes softened easily as he forced a smile.

"So far the evening has been nice," he commented. "Your friends give mine a run for their money."

"Are you alright?' He asked walking over as Iruka turned to face him.

Gently curling his fingers around the smaller man's chin the younger tilted the professor’s face so he could inspect the injury himself. "We can go if you'd like."

A dark gaze moved from the bruising spot to look the smaller man in the eyes for a brief moment before continuing their inspection. "Are you hurt anywhere else?"

"No, this was it," Iruka found himself blushing. "Kiba was hurt worse. I think I'm just missing some hair."

He paused, leaning into Sasuke's touch before he turned away and washed his hands. The brunette dried them before turning back a grin lighting his expression.

"I don't mind if you want to stay, you just got back, we should do whatever you'd like."

Shikamaru cleared his throat leaning halfway into the bathroom. "They're gone and she'll be too plastered to care in an hour."

Sasuke glanced over to his friend, giving a nod in thanks, the taller brunette returned the gesture before disappearing out the door.

Iruka scratched the back of his head nervously. "Should we go back?"

Sasuke gave a soft smirk. "Unless you want her to come in here and drag us out." He answered.

Iruka blushed again, suddenly remembering the day in Sasuke's office. He glanced around the empty restroom, his arousal spiking in a quick flash. The brunette groaned and turned away, knowing for certain now that he was definitely a closet pervert who liked high risk sex. He led the way to the table, the Uchiha following closely behind.

"Glad to see you've returned, I didn't want to have to break up another kid having sex with a professor." Tsume said in a disturbingly happy tone.

"She's already had four." Shikamaru said as the raven took his seat next to him.

"We're in for a long one then..." Sasuke commented as the waiter walked over cautiously to get everyone's orders.

Iruka's cheeks flamed a brilliant cherry red. An hour had gone by and now the group were sitting and having a few drinks. Halfway through the meal, Tsume had pushed Chouza out of his seat so she could sit next to the professor and though the small man hadn't had nearly as much to drink as the woman, they were both considerably plastered.

Tsume swung her arm around Iruka's shoulders, pulling him close. "Iru...Iru...Iru...whatever your name is," she started. "I...I like you. You have nice hair."

The shorter brunette giggled. "Thank you. You know who else has nice hair?"

"Anko?" Tsume suggested. "She has a mean right hook too. Feisty...I like that."

Her drunken gaze turned to Chouza who was staring at them both.

"Hey! You!" Tsume pointed to one of the large men she saw as Shikaku raised his brows, glancing at Neji and Shikamaru.

"What...what do ya think about a threesome?" the busty woman said. "That Anko...yeah...I'd do her too."

Sasuke continued drinking as Tsume pointed at him, Shikamaru nearly choking on his water.

"If you're including me, that would be a foursome, Tsume." The raven replied casually.

Iruka poked the older brunette in the ribs. "You can't have sex with Sasuke, I'm having sex with Sasuke. He's gay with me. You can't be gay with us."

Tsume turned to him. "Oh. Then I'll just be gay with Chouza. He has a really big dick. And when I'm on top...it's like fucking a beanbag chair."

The large man turned a furious shade of red.

"Can we change the subject please...?" Neji took another long drink from his wine glass.

"Yes, please do, I don't need to be reminded that I'm not getting any." Shikamaru mumbled before snatching Sasuke's glass, drinking down the last of his sake.

"And he's obi...obid...he does what I tell him to," Tsume went on, ignoring the others. "I told Chouza to fuck me in the back seat...and he did!"

The two drunken brunette's laughed with each other.

"That's nothing," Iruka slurred. "Sasuke did me on his desk!"

Neji choked on his wine, coughing hard as Shikaku patted him on the back.

Tsume's eyes widened. "When?!"

The small professor adjusted his skewed glasses, grinning wildly. "Week ago? I blew him under the desk while Neji was talking to him."

The Hyuuga twitched violently, the sudden realization dawning on him as he turned blue with the lack of oxygen. Tsume cackled loudly with the shorter brunette, slamming her fist down on the table.

Sasuke flagged down the waiter, ignoring the intense glare he was getting from the Hyuuga and ordered another round of sake for himself and Shikamaru.

"I didn't know he was so kinky." Tsume continued.

Iruka grinned after taking a deep gulp of his burning drink, lowering his voice only slightly as he leaned in.

"He has a piercing...down there," he stage whispered.

Tsume's eyes shot wide. "Oh shut up! He does not!"

The smaller brunette leaned back, nodding importantly. The busty woman swiveled around and flipped up the tablecloth as if she could see through Sasuke's pants.

"Let me see!"

This time Sasuke nearly choked on his sake.

"Oh yeah..." Shikamaru smirked. "I remember when he got them...." He took long drink as he ignored the look the Uchiha was giving him. "Damn that was a long time ago...when your cousin did it, Fugaku was pissed."

Tsume was pouting. "Chouza's better...he has a tattoo on his!"

Neji and Shikaku both turned to look at the large groaning man who was now holding his head in his hands, blushing brilliantly.

Iruka ignored the woman and leaned against Sasuke, peering up at him curiously. "W-who's Fu...Fu...that guy?"

"My father." Sasuke replied before taking a drink, glad that the conversation had moved on from his genitals.

Neji was still staring at Sasuke, knowing he had seen the billionaire naked a few times in the sauna and was wondering exactly why he hadn't seen them.

"They are on the bottom." He answered flatly looking at Neji.

Shikaku shifted uncomfortably, seething slightly as Tsume climbed over his lap to get to Chouza while batting her lashes flirtatiously. Iruka grinned in a serene manner, bringing his hand up to draw his fingers over Sasuke's lips.

"You don't talk about your family," he said, a quick pout forming. "Why not?"

"Because they are dead." Sasuke answered quietly before looking down at the inebriated man rubbing against him.

"Oh," Iruka sighed. "I think I would have liked to meet them." He pressed his cheek against the Uchiha's shoulder, his eyes closing briefly before he glanced up, smiling widely again.

"I like you," the smaller man blushed. "My parents would have liked you too."

"Mikoto would have loved you!" Tsume answered loudly, pulling Iruka back to him. "He looks just like her..."

She draped her arm around Iruka's shoulders, forcing the smaller man to press his cheek against her breast as she pointed at Sasuke. The Uchiha was leaning towards Shikamaru who was pointing out something to the raven, the two boys looking off past their table.

Iruka sighed pleasantly as he reached for another drink when the waiter arrived with their new order. Tsume and he toasted each other before chugging the alcohol back, the smaller brunette soon coughing from the strong brew. The busty billionaire patted him on the back.

"You're cute Iruka-kun." She turned her gaze to Chouza, her eyes heatedly sweeping the large man up and down. "Wanna come back to our place for some pie?"

"No, he has to go to work tomorrow afternoon, there's a meeting." Shikamaru answered, quickly joining the others in their intoxication.

Chouza, upon hearing the word 'pie', pulled the waiter back and ordered the most expensive, most elaborate, and most richest chocolate dessert. Twenty minutes later and Tsume and Iruka were gifted with the sight if a huge mound of deliciously dark chocolate. The smell alone made their mouths water.

Shikaku blinked and threw back his drink. "This is going to get ugly."

Chouza beamed, proud of himself for making his woman and his new friend happy. The professor groaned, almost sitting in Sasuke's lap as he leaned against the tall frame.

While the three were fighting over who got the largest piece, Shikamaru and Sasuke made their way to the bathroom to empty their bladders before returning to the table to find they had lost their seats. The pair sat down beside Neji who was slowly looking more and more drowsy as the two smaller brunettes ate their chocolate treat happily.

Tsume was sucking chocolate from her fingers, purring pleasantly before she started talking about Sasuke's family. Shikaku and Neji were nearly leaning on each other to keep themselves from toppling over.

Chouza was patting his stomach, listening to the woman as she slurred stories from Sasuke's past. Iruka licked the corner of his mouth to clean it as he paid attention, humming to show he was still awake.

"And then...you know...they had problems...everyone does," Tsume went on. "But...but they didn't deserve that. No one does."

The smaller man shifted, his glasses smudged with chocolate. "W-wha...happened?"

"I'll tell you later." Sasuke answered before Tsume could.

They were silent for a few minutes, everyone quickly adjusting to the new more somber tone that had been taken.

Tsume leaned over to Iruka, smiling. "Chouza's tattoo is of Kermit the Frog."

The smaller brunette glanced at the large man who was stoutly pretending to ignore the curious gazes. Iruka laughed hard, almost falling out of his chair. He had to hold himself up by Sasuke's arm to keep from falling prey to gravity.

Sasuke helped right the tipping professor.

"I didn't need to know that." Shikamaru said flatly as he leaned against the table while the Uchiha scooted Iruka's chair slightly closer in case he did tip completely over.

"Iruka!" Tsume shouted. "You need a tattoo. Let's go get you a tattoo."

The smaller brunette looked over from nuzzling his cheek against Sasuke's strong shoulder with a wide grin.

"I already have one!" He shifted up and pulled at his shirt, his younger lover stopping him from embarrassing himself just in time. Iruka snickered as the Uchiha wrapped his arm around his slender form.

"Really? I didn't think you would..." Shikaku spoke with an arched brow.

"It says 'uke'...Sasuke likes to rub it."

Tsume barked out a round of laughter, banging on the table and causing quite a few stares.

Iruka was slowly guided to sit back down in his chair, the Uchiha sliding over a glass of ice water for the brunette to drink instead of the sake, which he finished for him. The small professor grinned.

"I was a freshman in college...my fraternity...to all the students we were known as Pi Beta Uke..." he laughed and rested his head against Sasuke's chest. "Another frat house...get this, called Pi Alpha Seme...they'd grab some of us...and take us to do stuff. I got a tattoo."

Iruka sighed, drawing a hand up to start unbuttoning the Uchiha's shirt, blushing hotly. "I like my tattoo."

Sasuke placed his hand over the one slowly probing into his shirt just out of sight of the others and removed the digits from his clothes before buttoning the dark shirt back up; giving the smaller man a side look. Tsume began to tell the professor just how she got her own tattoo.

Iruka giggled as he let his wayward hands drift into Sasuke's lap while the pale man's fingers were busy with his shirt. He cupped the younger's groin, rolling the heavy package appreciatively as he glanced at Tsume. The woman had climbed to her unsteady feet and was in the process of pulling her pants down, yelling something about Miss Piggy.

Chouza and Shika move quickly, tackling the inebriated woman back into her chair.

"I think we should all be heading home now." Shikaku suggested.

Sasuke moved Iruka's hand away from his now pulsing cock, nodding in silent agreement before flagging the waiter over.

"We need four cabs and the bill." He said, the young man nodded and disappeared.

Tsume was giggling like a school girl as her gaze slid over Shikamaru and Neji dozing on each other, watching as Sasuke weakly tried to keep Iruka's hands to himself.

"You're...you're cute together," she said, wavering slightly until Shikaku and Chouza helped her stand. "You remind me of your parents when they were young..."

Sasuke looked over at the busty woman as the waiter brought the check, "And I suppose I'm like him?" The raven took the complement as more of an Insult, having not wanted to become like his father.

"No, like her..." Tsume answered in a soft tone.

She glanced at Iruka, snickering as the small professor slid his hands into Sasuke's pants. "You...you got yourself a good one...you're mother would be proud...if not a little embarrassed at the moment."

Sasuke couldn't help but smile softly at the compliment, even as he removed the professor’s wandering hands from his pants. The Uchiha had not had as much to drink and was the second most sober of the bunch, right after Shikaku, who was digging into his wallet to leave the tip.

Iruka was growing frustrated with his clumsy fingers, unable to evade Sasuke's strong grip. He pressed his body wantonly against the taller frame, staring up at the younger with hooded eyes, biting his pouting bottom lip.

"Sasuke-sama..." he pleaded. "Yate..."

Shikaku rolled his eyes as he left Tsume in Chouza's care and hefted his slumbering son over his shoulder. Neji grunted lowly, furrowing his brows as the older brunette hauled him up to stand, his arm looping around the Hyuuga's waist.

The Hyuuga was placed in the cab with the Nara's, Chouza giving the extra driver money to compensate his lost fair before climbing into a cab with Tsume. Sasuke walked out of the restaurant with Iruka running his hands around his waist as the younger attempted to put his wallet back into his pants pocket.

Once the task was accomplished Sasuke managed to pry the brunette off him long enough to get them both into the car.

If the group had been paying attention, they would have noticed the dark haired man a few tables away that had been watching them the entire night, listening and taking in everything that had happened.

The man stood in the open doorway of the restaurant as the cabs pulled away from the curb, taking the occupants in different directions.

Iruka pulled the hair tie from his chocolate locks, letting the long tendrils fall to frame his face with a sigh. He felt overheated from the alcohol and his erection was twitching for attention. The smaller man swept his gaze to Sasuke, sliding to cover the space that separated them.

"Sasuke-sama," he said lowly.

The raven turned to look at Iruka who was giving him a half hooded gaze. The driver, being from a private cab company owned by the restaurant, slowly slid the privacy window up. Sasuke hit the lock button once it was in place.

"You've had too much to drink..." The younger man commented in a quiet tone not nearly as drunk as his companion.

"I don't care," Iruka mumbled, his eyes slipping down to rest on Sasuke's lips.

He shifted closer, wrapping his fingers into the Uchiha's shirt, petting it suggestively before his hand trailed down.

"I wanna have sex," the brunette ordered.

Sasuke closed his eyes already lying back in the seat before opening his black gaze slowly. "We're almost there." He answered.

Iruka glared dangerously, grinding his teeth together as he realized he wasn't going to get what he wanted fast enough. He raised his foot to kick the taller man in the leg in retribution, but a better idea slammed its way into his foggy brain. He smiled in mischievous delight, nearly purring as he slid onto his knees, shoving Sasuke's legs apart, settling in between them.

Sasuke's head lifted off the seat with the sudden force. "Iruka..." He said in slight protest, knowing that the driver was not obligated to keep silent about anything that happened in the cab.

The smaller man pressed his torso between the opened thighs so Sasuke couldn't defend himself. His eyes lit playfully with arousal as he leaned forward, massaging the Uchiha's hips as he nuzzled the billionaire's groin. A delighted giggle escaped the drunken professor when he felt the hard bulge beneath the constricting pants.

Sasuke let out a soft groan feeling Iruka's lips press hungrily against his clothed cock as nimble fingers slowly managed to unbutton and unzip his pants, leaving the belt buckled.

Iruka reached in, curling around the thick erection before pulling it out through the open flap of the zipper. He jerked it roughly, moaning at the sight of the reddened tip as he blushed and leaned forward. Plump lips surround the sensitive head, immediately drawing it into a hot mouth as the brunette sucked it in deeply.

Another dark growl was emitted by the raven, his hips lifting slightly, the alcohol and the promise of sex was clouding the younger man's mind; more so when Iruka sucked roughly, coaxing his cock into full hardness.

Iruka sat back, fingers pinching the blushing head of Sasuke's arousal, pulling at it until the tiny slit gaped open. He slid his tongue against the small hole, sucking directly over it to bring out the milky fluid he loved. It started weeping and the brunette mewled, staring up at Sasuke with his thick lashes lowered.

The Uchiha moaned gutturally as the professor’s slick muscle delved back over the small slit, his hips pulling back and rolling forward as his stomach contracted. Sasuke’s breathing rate was slowing increasing as his will to stop the brunette was declining quickly.

The smaller man slowly wrapped his lips around the seeping head, reaching to grab Sasuke's hand, making the younger get a good grip in his chocolate locks. He swirled his tongue around the blushing cock before going still, looking up at the Uchiha in hopes that he had made it clear what he wanted.

The cab stopped and the driver knocked on the window to signal that they were at Sasuke's home. The Uchiha moved quickly, tucking his now raging erection into his pants and zipping them back up before unlocking and sliding the window down with the push of a button.

He paid the man, even adding a bit extra just in case before the two exited the dark car which hurried away from the curb while the two headed up the long walkway. Once the gate was closed, the large doors protecting them for any prying eyes Sasuke pulled Iruka into a furious kiss.

The brunette's knees shook and he moaned loudly, only to have the noise swallowed by the taller man's demanding mouth. He bit Sasuke's lips hard, drawing a small amount of blood before shoving the younger against one of the many trees in the perfectly manicured courtyard.

Iruka's hands dove inside his lover's pants, slipping the belt off before yanking them down with the boxers, quickly dropping to his knees.

He caught Sasuke's thick cock in his mouth, starting a furiously pace before slurping off, looking up with large pleading eyes. "Sasuke-sama!”

Sasuke groaned, hips arching into Iruka's waiting mouth, the professor eliciting a smooth groan from the younger before being picked up after a short flurry of thrusting.

Long legs wrapped around Sasuke's waist and somehow the Uchiha managed to get them inside before dropping Iruka on the kitchen table, quickly and easily stripping the smaller man of his pants, his own loosely hanging off his hips.

Iruka grinned widely, panting roughly in his drunken state as he helped kick off his briefs before spreading his legs wide. He pulled at his shirt as Sasuke's warm hands roamed over his smooth thighs, the sight inviting and wanton to the Uchiha.

The brunette's shoes dropped as well as his jacket, his shirt only became half undone as he was quickly distracted by the taller man's mouth and tongue. Sasuke pulled Iruka to him, falling back into the kitchen chair he had pushed aside, the smaller man's legs quickly wrapping around his waist and the back of the chair.

The black jacket was quickly removed, pushed over broad shoulders before strong arms were pulled from the sleeves. The professor was gyrating on the raven's lap, the alcohol pumping through their systems sending them into an almost frenzied state. Sasuke didn’t bother to strip further before positioning himself at the other's entrance.

Iruka sucked hard on the fingers shoved into his mouth, his cock hard and weeping as it bobbed against his flat stomach. He desperately tried to slam down on the thick erection teasing his aching entrance, frustrated tears forming in his doe brown gaze before Sasuke finally pulled his dripping fingers away.

The brunette covered his mouth over the younger man's, pressing his tongue passed the willing lips, grunting deeply as three digits pierced him and roughly started to loosen his tight ring. Iruka gave a loud cry, pulling away as he rode the thrusting hand.

Once he Uchiha was satisfied with how much he had relaxed the small entrance he withdrew his fingers, quickly replacing them with the head of his cock. Pulling Iruka forward, he impaled the smaller man, diving into the tight passage until dark curls were flush with honeyed skin.

Pale lips roamed down the slender neck now presented to them, sucking heavily on the pulsing vein they found before sharply nipping the taunt skin. Simultaneously releasing a deep groan as Iruka rocked against the raven's hips, his prostate being brushed the tight tunnel clenched down around the thick cock inside him.

The brunette's mouth opened slightly as he drew in ragged breaths, staring blankly at the ceiling as his glasses fell. They clattered on the floor as Iruka arched his spine. His body moved on instinct, grinding hard in Sasuke's lap. The brunette cried out sharply, his hands fumbling around for a good grasp, settling back on the Uchiha's knees.

The position left his torso exposed and Sasuke wasted no time in taking advantage, the darker male whimpering as a hot mouth attached itself to his chest.

Sasuke nipped and sucked on pert nipples as the smaller man began to move, rolling his slim hips on the Uchiha's lap as the younger man bucked into the warmth surrounding his pulsing cock. A deep groan was masked by an almost shrill cry as Sasuke's next thrust hit the professor’s prostate dead on.

Iruka let out a keening yelp as he stilled, pitching his weight downward in one hard thrust that made his lithe body quake and tremble. He slid his arms around Sasuke's neck, pressing their mouths together urgently as the Uchiha started bouncing his small form in his lap.

The brunette was a mess of shrieks and screams, writhing over the younger man's thick cock, calling out Sasuke's name like a well versed mantra.

The Uchiha continued at the ferocious pace he had set, pounding into the smaller body as they panted, moving almost fluidly against each other. After a few more thrusts Sasuke's strong hand tightened around Iruka's bouncing cock, squeezing it before he started stroking the shaft, almost in time with the rough thrusts.

Iruka shrieked and snapped his hips down harder. He leveled Sasuke with a hooded glance, his tongue hanging out as he panted, using his weight to slam himself down to the base of the Uchiha's cock. A loud cry escaped the brunette as he screwed his eyes shut, tossing his head back as he arched his spine.

"Sasuke-sama!!!" he wailed.

Sasuke emitted a deep growl as he bucked roughly into the writhing professor as he came, the milky fluid splashing onto both men's shirts before being pressed between them as the younger captured parted lips in a deep kiss.

Iruka trembled in the after shocks as his mouth was invaded by Sasuke's skilled tongue, whimpering as he slumped forward. His body buzzed with sharp flashes of pleasure that worked with the alcohol to make his muscles go limp. The smaller male gasped for breath as he tightened his limbs around Sasuke's body, unable to do much more.

After a few more minutes of the quick, rough tempo, the younger reached his own end, hips jerking out of rhythm until they stilled, leaving the panting man kissing the slender throat of the professor.

Iruka moaned softly, drawing his careful fingers through Sasuke's hair as he arched his neck for more attention. He breathed in deeply, smelling the scent of sex and sweat and sake heavily. A grin spread over the brunette's lips as kisses moved up along his jaw to his lips. Iruka kissed the taller male deeply, a muffled groan sounding as he melted against Sasuke's frame.

"We have to do this again later." The raven whispered between kisses as he shifted in the chair, his cock still almost completely hard and buried deep with in the smaller man.

"Now," Iruka ordered gently, resting his cheek on the pale man's shoulder. "Shower and sex."

Sasuke chuckled lightly shifting so that he could carry the professor up the stairs and into the master bath.

Iruka shrieked in a high pitched noise Sasuke had never heard before, startling the younger man into slowing his pace. The glimmering set of pearl white teeth sinking into his shoulder told him that it had been the wrong reaction.

The Uchiha groaned darkly, hefting Iruka up in a better position before slamming the small frame into the tiled wall. The brunette made the noise again, louder this time as he pleaded for Sasuke to go harder. The taller male dug his fingers into the underside of Iruka's honeyed rear, spreading the plush cheeks wide so he could go deeper, knowing Iruka would have bruises tomorrow.

By the time they were finished in the shower, the water had run cold and both men were shaking slightly from it. Sasuke dried them both before carrying Iruka to the bed, laying them down to sleep under the heavy blankets. The brunette was dead to the world in a matter of seconds, Sasuke following behind, knowing the professor was exhausted.

Apparently he was mistaken. Iruka woke up a few hours later, just as demanding as he had been before, mounting the billionaire before Sasuke had even gotten the chance to fully wake up. The second time, the Uchiha made sure to wear the brunette out until he couldn't even speak anymore.

When Sasuke woke up again, it was to the sound of retching and a glance outside showed him it was late in the morning.

It took the raven a few minutes to clear his head enough so that he was aware of his surroundings. Throwing the blankets off himself, Sasuke made his way into the bathroom clad in a pair of clean boxers he could only assume were put on sometime the night before.

"Are you alright?" the younger ask softly walking over to Iruka who was leaning over the sink with the water running.

The brunette looked terrible and felt even worse. He splashed some cold water on his face, leaning over the sink before spitting out the mouthwash he’d been gargling.

"I think...I drink too much," he whispered.

"You don’t, I'll get you some aspirin." Sasuke gave Iruka the hand towel before walking the smaller man downstairs. "I'll make breakfast."

"Anko left a message on my phone," the brunette mumbled, wincing against the lights. "She called in sick for me...I can't find my glasses."

Sasuke led Iruka over to the breakfast table, spotting the professor’s glasses underneath it. "Just lay your head down and you'll be alright, I have just the thing."

The Uchiha bent down, retrieving discarded glasses and setting them on the table next to Iruka before going over to the cupboard to get the smaller man some medicine.

Iruka stared at his lenses before putting them back on hesitantly, rubbing his eyes. "How...how much did I have to drink?"

"More than last time." Sasuke answered as he went for the orange juice in the fridge. "It was enough for you to start to show Tsume your tattoo.... "

The brunette went rigid, spinning to look at Sasuke desperately, going slightly sick with the fast motion. "You...you didn't let me do that did you?!"

"No, we were in the restaurant." The younger man answered as he turned.

Iruka winced and shifted to his side, his lower body aching. "I see you had fun."

A small smirk curled onto his lips. "That was all you." He answered setting down the glass and the bottle of aspirin.

"It feels like it was you," the professor grumbled, rubbing his temples. "Unless you're hiding a limp."

Sasuke chuckled. "You woke me up for it... twice."

Iruka blushed darkly, glancing away before slipping the pills and juice down his sore throat. "Don't look so smug.”

A soft smile appeared on his lips before Sasuke turned to make the smaller man breakfast. "You didn't do anything to embarrassing, so don't worry."

Iruka hugged his stomach protectively. "I think I'm just going to go back to bed."

"Alright. Would you like some help?"

The small brunette looked up sharply to see if Sasuke was joking or not, hesitating. His rear and thighs and back were aching with pain. Iruka blushed and dropped his gaze.

"No, I'm fine thank you."

"If you move too quickly you'll get dizzy..." the raven was already over by the professor, easily scooping up the smaller man and carrying him back up to the bed.

Iruka's blush deepened as he was carted around like a bride. He wrapped an arm around the Uchiha's broad shoulders, lowering his eyes to scan the pale chest before he was made to go redder with embarrassment. There were bite and scratch marks marring the once flawless skin, mostly restricted to the chest and stomach, giving a clear sign as to what position they'd been in.

"I'm sorry..." Iruka laughed nervously.

"Don't worry about it," the younger replied as they made their way down the hall.

The brunette lowered his thick lashes and leaned his cheek against Sasuke's chest. "You smiled last night, you should do it more often."

Sasuke furrowed his brows slightly. "Maybe." When Iruka looked up at him, he smirked.

Making his way into the bedroom, Sasuke laid the smaller man down on the disheveled bed. "You should get some rest."

"You should go outside and look at the house," Iruka said, shifting to his side as he slipped under the covers. "And would you feed Akanbo for me?"

"Yes I will. What's wrong with the house?" The raven asked as he picked up the small kitten pouncing at his toes.

Iruka grinned, closing his eyes. "Nothing, it's very bold."

Sasuke sighed before walking over to one of the floor to ceiling windows, opening it and looking out at his home.

"It's pink." He stated with a slight growl knowing exactly who had made it as such.

"You deserved it," the professor said, turning over to lie on his stomach as he watched the other. "You can't say that you didn't."

"Sure, defend her." the younger man mumbled passing by the brunette in favor of the bathroom as he set Akanbo on the foot of the bed.

The kitten walked bow-legged over his master's body, tiny claws digging into the fabric of sleeping pants that weren't his. Iruka smiled lightly, his headache easing though his lower back still pulsed with pain. Akanbo mewled for attention, immediately purring when he managed to climb to Iruka's hair.

Sasuke disappeared into the bathroom, showering and getting dressed most of the way before reappearing in the bedroom. The smaller man had his head hidden underneath the pillow, his form lax and slumbering as the tiny kitten nuzzled his back. A fine scar decorated the honeyed skin, crossing from the right shoulder blade, down to the bottom left one.

Sasuke maneuvered around his room quietly as not to disturb the sleeping man before leaving for work, making sure to fill the bowl in the kitchen with food for the small cat.

A/N: Dom- Drunken Iruka is love...let us just bow our heads and praise that little screaming uke...