Things that do bump in the night

Disclaimer: Almost forgot this! I don't own Naruto, I'm not sure who does, but to whomever I apologize.

Kakashi secretly spied Iruka from across the room. He figured his lover would be completely professional and ignore the group of ANBU that had quite unexpectedly gathered in the corner of the mission room after having completed their mission. Normally they would not go through normal channels, but abnormal circumstances led them here and now Kakashi could feel his lover's eyes on him, but it wasn't curiousity or shock or just plain intrigue. It was lust. Did Iruka recognize him?

Iruka stood up and walked their way. He brushed up against Kakashi as he walked past.

"I'm sorry, but I need to get something from this closet."

Normally ANBU were avoided, completely. This was unusual, but Kakashi stepped to the side and Iruka disappeared into the closet.

Iruka had enough space to get by him without touching him. Kakashi knew Iruka had brushed up against him on purpose.

The door behind him hadn't closed fully and mild cursing was escaping from the crack in the door. Iruka's head popped out and gazed at the katana between Kakashi's shoulder blades.

"Excuse me."

"Huh?"

"I know you're probably really busy, but I'm too short to reach the scroll I need and you look like you could probably reach it. Do you have a minute?"

Was he kidding? Was he insane? Did he normally ask highly skilled assassins to reach for objects on tall shelves?

"Umm, I'm sorry, but I don't..."

Genma (hidden in his falcon mask) tapped Kakashi on the shoulder. "It's fine, the hokage said it would be at least another 15 minutes."

Kakashi felt like tapping Genma back, none too gently, now it would seem suspicious if he didn't go. "Oh, well alright."

Kakashi stepped into the closet, which was actually quite roomy. It was more like a mini-library as it held the overflow of scrolls not yet processed. "So which scroll do you need?" he asked. He had a feeling Iruka didn't need any scroll, and his suspicions were confirmed when Iruka stepped behind him and gently closed the door.

"I'm sorry it's so stuffy in here. This room was an addition that was never supposed to be used for more than storage so it doesn't have good ventilation."

"It's fine. Now, about that scroll?"

"Of course, your uniform is much better at dissipating heat. I assume that's why your shoulders are bare."

"Uh I suppose. It's comfortable enough. I'm surprised they don't have a step stool in here. The top shelf may be beyond my reach."

"of course that armored vest is probably really warm, so you need the exposed skin."

"I suppose." Kakashi continued to look at the scrolls on the shelves. He was a bit apprehensive about turning around. It was like a nagging feeling on the back of his neck that made the fine hairs there rise. Or possibly it was Iruka's breath.

The other man was standing quite close behind him now. "That armored vest is probably thicker than it looks. It looks rather flimsy, but your shirt and gloves are so tight. You probably don't have any space between the armor and you skin."

Yes Iruka was definitely breathing on his neck. Short little gasps of air, like a dog's pant. "Is it uncomfortable to have to wear something so tight?" His warm breath on Kakashi's ear sent a shiver down the other man's spine. Kakashi actually flinched when a lock of Iruka's hair fell across his bare shoulder.

"Iruka-sensei, if you don't need the scroll..."

"Oh I need it. I need it quite badly. I don't think I've ever needed anything this badly before in my life." A hot voice whispered into his ear. A hot tongue grazed the shell of his ear and Kakashi fought hard to keep from moaning as soft fingers whispered across his shoulders. "I don't know why, I've never...It's just you in that uniform." Kakashi could hear the wet gulp as Iruka seemed to gasp for air. He shivered as hair whisked over his bare skin when Iruka turned his head. The fingers that had been lightly caressing were now tracing the edge of Kakashi's gloves, high on his biceps.

"You're like a ghost or a demon or maybe a god." Kakashi heard a zipper and the rustle of cloth. By the way Iruka's fingers left his biceps and the sound of heavy cloth hitting ground, he knew Iruka had just taken off his flak jacket. "I want, ha, I want it so bad. Your body just looks so hard. The armor," There was a soft pressure as Iruka slid his hands down the back plate, "and the muscle", the pressure went from soft to hard as Iruka groped his ass, "it all screams danger. I want you to take me, right now."

Kakashi whirled around in shock. The glazed, hungry look in Iruka's eyes told him that the other man was completely serious. "What? Are you kidding? You've got to be kidding. There's an ANBU squad on the other side of this door, they'll hear!" Kakashi whispered in a quiet sort of panic.

"You can gag me." Of course Kakashi would love to do just what Iruka said, but if Iruka wasn't going to be the voice of reason then someone had to be.

"There's no space in here."

"Take me right here, right on this spot." Iruka pulled his shirt out of his pants and unzipped the front. He started to pull them down.

Kakashi grabbed his arm. "I'll hurt you, I don't have anything to prepare you with."

"I don't care. I want you to take me raw. I want it to hurt. I want it to burn. I want to feel the fire."

'Feel the fire', did he really just say that? Kakashi was far too deep in shock to care. Iruka pulled down his pants and unveiled his hard, red cock. The chunnin was definitely in dire need and as Iruka began to pump himself, biting his own cheek to keep from moaning, he turned to look Kakashi straight in the eyes and mouthed one simple 'please'.

Kakashi nodded, knowing he was about to have the most insane, risky and erotic experience of his life. He reached for his mask. Iruka grabbed his arm.

"Leave it on. Leave it all on. All I need is this." He then reached out and cupped Kakashi's erection, cradling and coaxing it through the fabric. In the dark room Iruka's eyes gleamed.

That touch set off a flurry of quick, precision movements. Kakashi pulled Iruka's forehead protector down and around, stuffing the knot into Iruka's mouth. He next unzipped his pants and tugged his briefs until his erection sprang free. He grabbed Iruka's ponytail and pushed down forcing the man onto his hands and knees. He didn't have anything to use as lube so he quickly began to stroke himself, pinching at his erection's head, he wanted to keep his gloves as clean as possible, so he looked around the shelves for something blunt that he could use in place of his fingers. There were scrolls of varying lengths and widths, but those wouldn't work. There was a box of tissues and some pens and pencils. Those were thin enough but too stiff. There was a box of cables. That looked promising.

Reaching into the box, Kakashi found a thick, but flexible cable. He bent it in half and then rubbed the tip of his erection all over it, covering it in precum. He pushed the cable into Iruka's tight hole and watched as a tremor wiggled its way up the chunnin's spine. Iruka grunted, curious but submissive. Kakashi worked the cable in, then twirled it around a few times before pushing it in and out. The fine hairs on the back of Iruka's neck were not sticky with sweat and the small room was filled with the chunnin's heavy breathing.

Kakashi then took his position behind the other man and entered him, quickly and painfully. Iruka grunted into the knot and the fingers on his hand clenched but he pushed back, egging Kakashi into motion. Kakashi complied. He thrust hard and fast and even with the gag Iruka's muffle moans filled the room. Iruka was so tight and raw that the experience was a bit painful for Kakashi but that only added to his pleasure and he could tell that neither he nor Iruka would last long at this rate.

No words were exchanged. This was not lovemaking. This was forbidden sex. Iruka's muffled whimpers and groans were easily drown out by the sound of flesh smacking flesh.

He reached around and grabbed Iruka's erection. He began to wrap the cable around the hard length, then he pulled the ends of the cable, squeezing the pulsing organ. That was all it took to send Iruka over the edge. The chunin's chin fell onto his chin as his elbows gave out and his upper half slumped to the floor. Kakashi's climax followed immediately as the jounin slammed even harder into the slumping body. When he regained enough of himself to push off the exhausted body below him, he caught a glimpse of himself in Iruka's forehead protector. He really did look like a demon with his mask on. His body was a pattern of contrasting black and white. He didn't think he looked sexy, but obviously Iruka had thought differently.

The chunnin was a mess. Kakashi's cum (and a small amount of blood which made Kakashi wince) was dripping down his thighs into his uniform pants. His hair was spikey with sweat and his shirt front was covered in his own white cum. Kakashi flicked his now limp cock a couple of times to dislodge the mess left there, then stuffed it back into his briefs and zipped up his front.

"Are you alright?" He asked. Iruka blinked a few times before turning his head to look at Kakashi. He tried to roll over, but winced immediately. "I'm sorry."

Iruka shook his head. "Don't be. I got what I wanted. It was different. It was good."

Kakashi doubted that, Iruka didn't have his usual post-cloital look of satisfaction. "Really?"

"If we had more time, I'd let you do it again. Just looking at you now, I'm getting hard again." Iruka smirked, just a little.

Kakashi looked down Iruka's body and sure enough his erection was coming back. Kakashi smiled under his mask. He had never expected his prim and proper lover to get so horny, so quickly over something so trivial as an ANBU uniform. It was insane, but in a good way. Definitely he'd have to use this information again in the future. Satisfied that Iruka would be Okay, Kakashi slipped out of the closet and returned to his squad which had thankfully gravitated a few feet away from the closet door in his absence.

He tried to look bored, like he had just been pulling scrolls off a shelf. "Hey where's Falcon?" He asked, noticing Genma's absense.

The nin on his right in the Leopard mask nodded at a door on the far right. "Raido came out and told us that the hokage was going to be further delayed and then asked Falcon to help him fix a paper jam in the copy machine." Kakashi wasn't sure but he thought the eyes peering out from the holes in the Leopard mask rolled up towards the ceiling.

About 10 minutes later both Iruka and Genma emerged from their respective doors. Iruka looked amazingly immaculate, carrying 4 scrolls. He stopped and bowed politely. "Thank you for your help." He said as he walked stiffly back to his desk.

Genma leaned on the wall beside Kakashi. "ANBU work sure does suck most of the time, but you gotta love the uniforms."