Fall Promise

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Fall Promise


Around this time, Naruto would be hard pressed to pick which season was his very favorite.

Spring brought with it bouncing and singing. Winter included snuggling and warm bowls of homemade ramen.

Fall seemed to be throwing out all the stops on its way to the best season in Naruto’s heart.

With its cooling weather and sudden drops of chilling rain and falling leaves, it made Naruto realize something extraordinary.

Iruka-sensei had nipples.

Why it had occurred to him so late in life, he’d never know. But he liked it.

Naruto had never given much thought to nipples. They were just little dots on his chest that never attracted his attention. In magazines showing girls, they were like targets his eyes automatically honed in on.

Even then though, he’d never fully appreciated them. Only until Iruka-sensei did he understand their full power.

It had just happened one day when Iruka was returning home to their new apartment, coming back from running a few errands he’d had.

Naruto was lying upside down on the couch, quickly flopping right side up and pulling his report toward him to look like he’d been working on it.

The downside to having a roommate who worked in the mission’s office was…everything. Iruka-sensei knew exactly what missions he’d been given, when he was supposed to be back, what he was supposed to bring, and who his teammates were.

It was also pretty hard to keep dodging Iruka when he was supposed to have turned in his statement.

But anyway, back to nipples.

Iruka had walked in with a huff, slipping off his shoes before lightly kicking the door shut behind him as he glanced over their mail.

Naruto knew just by looking that he’d had a long day and that there’d be no homemade ramen tonight.

What seemed to really tick Iruka off was the sudden cold that had struck that day. He’d only gone out dressed in one of his thinner shirts and his standard issue pants to collect a few things from the market.

Naruto had tried to listen to the chuunin’s muttering rant, but his gaze had dropped almost immediately to the twin peaks poking up through the loose fabric pulled across his chest.

It was like finding a new jutsu and perfecting it. Better even.

It made him think about kissing Iruka. Which wasn’t unusual. He liked thinking about kissing Iruka. And thinking about other stuff with Iruka.

Like touching his nipples.

Naruto soon became obsessed, wondering night and day if the tiny little nubs were as hard as they looked. He wanted to touch them, maybe even a slight pinch. Would Iruka gasp? Would he like it? Could Naruto run fast enough if Iruka wanted to clock him after?

It got to a point where he actually started hiding Iruka’s thicker shirts just so he continue being a voyeur.

Iruka cottoned on rather quickly, though he didn’t realize the reason behind the quirky behavior.

Then Naruto got it in his head that if he could actually see the elusive nipples, he’d be cured. So he started popping up when Iruka was in the shower, opening the door and blurting out apologies before trying to catch a peek.

Sadly enough, Iruka was too quick for him and he eventually started locking the door.

It was only when he was most desperate, when Naruto had finally cracked enough and broken a pipe on their water heater, did he reap his reward.

Iruka yelped loudly, screeching like a banshee before he flew out of the shower with a towel clinging around his hips. He instantly knew what Naruto had done and laid into him about it.

Naruto couldn’t listen though. He’d finally gotten what he’d wanted. More than that even.

Iruka’s nipples were flat and a dark brown, sitting sweetly on his slender chest.

Naruto slowly started blushing scarlet, a goofy smile spreading over his mouth.

Iruka’s skin was the color of a drink Jiraiya once let him try. He looked like he’d been dipped in whisky and then rolled in caramel. Which he’d noticed before of course. But this was different.

Naruto’s stomach growled and he returned his gaze to Iruka’s cute nipples.

But by now a fair amount of time had passed and Iruka, realizing what was going on, covered his chest with a dark blush, blinking widely.

“N-Naruto?” he squeaked.

Naruto just sat down on the couch beside him and hooked his hands around Iruka’s waist, dragging him closer. He pulled the chuunin’s arms down so that he had a perfect view of the dusky little nipples staring back at him.

Iruka seemed too flushed to put up a proper fight so….

Naruto felt his heart thud hard enough to break his chest as he drew his fingers up and lightly surrounded the left nub between his forefinger and thumb, darting his tongue out to wet his dry lips.

Iruka shivered, still dripping onto the carpet and Naruto’s gut clenched when he heard the loud gasp as he gave a small rub and twist.

That night was just weird for both of them.

Iruka had left quickly after the incident to put on clothes (many layers) and dinner was a silent affair.

Naruto barely got any sleep later. He stayed up in the early morning, staring at his hand and remembering how Iruka had felt and the way he’d shivered so nicely.

Huh.

Apparently Fall was the new best season.