Iruka Iruka Paradise

Hey there! Here's my first Kaka/Iru fic...I'm going through a whole 'I must try new things' phase so this is really just an experiment to see if I can keep them in character.

It'd be heavenly if you could tell me what you think XD

Here you are...

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"I'm serious, Kakashi! Stop reading that trash! It must be rotting your brain to some extent..." Iruka bickered at him wearily. The orange volume was lowered a fraction to show a masked, but clearly disgruntled, face.

"I was getting to a good part..." he complained, sliding the book back up to cover his visible eye, leaving him as only a tuft of silver hair poised over a filthy novel. Iruka growled, to a degree, an snatched the offending book away, opening his 'naughty drawer' in a flash and dumping it unceremoniously inside, along with all the other forbidden items he had confiscated from the students. Kakashi frowned. "Well that's no good...I can't read it from there..." he said slowly, effectively angering the chuunin even more.

"That's the point!" he half yelled, before catching himself and lowering his voice. It may be after hours, but he was still on school premises and therefore had to act with a certain 'teacher-esque' decorum. And screaming at his boyfriend over a porno was not exactly that.

"I still don't get why you hate them so much...are you jealous?" the masked jounin asked sneakily, watching the other lazily, a small smile on his hidden face. Iruka glared at him, picking his pen back up and once again attempting to mark the last bunch of papers from that day. The only reason that Kakashi was even here was that he wanted the company. Marking could take hours at a time, depending on the importance of the test, and could get lonely, and very very boring.

"Jealous of what? I don't know what you mean? What are you talking about? I don't understand, Kakashi," Iruka grumbled irritatedly. Kakashi's smile grew to a smirk. He loved pissing the chuunin off; honestly, he couldn't think of anything more amusing than Iruka stomping around, throwing tantrums at nothing and stamping his foot impatiently. It was truely adorable.

"Jealous 'cause you think I love them more than I do you?" Kakashi offered. Iruka's face, already tinged with the colour of anger, lit up in a soft blush. Yet the frown remained, going back to glaring at the innocent papers on his desk.

"I know you love me. That's not going to work... Besides, how can you even say you love those stupid stories. They're just smut, nothing like love in the slightest," he complained, shaking his head at his own words. Kakashi chuckled slightly.

"Now how can you say that? Have you ever read one?" he asked, actually interested in the answer. Iruka shot him an offended scowl.

"Of course not! Why would I want to expose myself to that drivel?" he asked, and Kakashi could hear the anger rising in his voice. If he didn't act soon he'd be in trouble. Toying with Iruka's emotions could only ever go so far. After all, he was the guy who basically controlled Kakashi's sex life, and he didn't want to go through another dry patch.

"Nothing, nothing...but you know..." he trailed off, sounding very much like he thought Iruka would know what he was talking about, his voice signifying the end of the sentance. Iruka bristled at this.

"I hate when you do that! I don't know what you mean!" he hissed, and Kakashi swore that his hair stood up a little more with his rage.

"I just mean...don't judge a book by it's cover, that's all..." he said, smirking again at Iruka's loss of words. "Only here, it's being taken really rather literally, don't you think?" he asked, settling on an innocent tone of voice to adress his irked lover. Iruka stayed silent, glaring daggers at the papers before him.

"Well...?" he asked after a few minutes. Iruka jumped up at his voice, apparently lost in a day dream somewhere as he scanned the tests for spelling mistakes and such. Kakashi held back a laugh, opting instead for a reassuring smile. Iruka blinked.

"What?"

"Can I have my book back?"

"N-no..."

"And why not?"

"Just...no, okay?"

Kakashi grinned widely.

"You want to read it, don't you?" he asked teasingly. Iruka visibly tensed and stared at him with wide eyes.

"N-no! No I don't! I don't! Stop it, Kakashi!" he demanded, eyebrows contracted into a knotting frown and cheeks flushed beautifully from his frustration. This time Kakashi did laugh. "I said stop it! You're making fun of me!" Iruka whined, tapping the desk with his fist. The jounin shook his head, half in attempt to clear the laughter away.

"I'm not, I promise... But how about if we read it together, hn? That way, you'll feel a little more comfortable and I-"

"-Get to read your book, yeah... I don't know..." Iruka interjected, eyeing the 'naughty drawer' suspiciously. Kakashi only chuckled and stood, tugging his boyfriend from his seat, much to his displeasure, and plopped himself down in his place, yanking Iruka back to fall into his lap.

"It won't be that bad..." Kakashi said softly, letting Iruka relax and lean into him more.

"But we can't read it here. What if someone comes in? I'm supposed to be markin-" He was silenced by a finger to his lips, courtesy of the copy ninja's left hand, the right fishing about in the drawer behind Iruka, eventually pulling his precious book before their eyes.

"No one's gonna come...except maybe Junko...I think he was approaching orgasm just as you confiscated it..." Kakashi mused. Iruka whined and tried to stand up, to get away from the filth in Kakashi's hand, but a strong arm around his waist held him firmly in place. "Relax...I'll get to a nice part for you..." he said, one handedly pinning Iruka down as he idly flicked through, purposefully looking for a particularly steamy scene.

Iruka eventually gave up, pouting with a small huff and curling up to rest his head on Kakashi's shoulder, the jounin's arm still hanging around his waist comfortably.

"Okay, here we go...'The hands on his back were mesmerising. Enticing him into another dimension within himself, full of wonder and promise of new, exciting things. And most of all, arousal. Who knew what magic a simple pair of hands could work? He felt his erection press into the bed beneath him; and he couldn't help but let out a small moan as the hands slipped lower on his body. His heart began to beat faster in anticipation; surely this beautiful young man would notice his state. And, of couse, he'd have to help him out. Junko always got them to help him out.'"

He paused for a moment to turn the page one handedly, and heard a soft sigh from Iruka, right in his ear. He smirked a little but didn't say anything, simply squeezing Iruka's hip a little with his other hand in response. Clearing his throat slightly, he continued on, extremely pleased with how this was turning out.

"'"Oh, my...I believe the temperature in the room has risen several degrees...am I right, Sachio-kun?" Junko asked, turning his head slightly to admire the angelic man above him. Sachio smiled a little. "Yes, you may be right there, Junko-sama...it is hot in here..." he said, voice sounding raspy. Junko smirked, leaning up on his hands and rolling over on the massage table. "I'm glad that it's not just me who's feeling hot, Sachio-kun..." he purred seductively, eyeing the younger boy. Sachio blushed but didn't retreat from his spot, hovering over the godly man, spread out for him like dessert at a dinner table. He licked his lips as he descended upon the glorious body, moving upwards to caress those sweet lips with his own...'"

Iruka was breathing on his neck. The hand resting on the other's hip moved slowly down to see what exactly was going on. He felt gently, and Iruka gave a heated, breathy gasp, tongue accidentally sweeping Kakashi's neck as he wetted dry lips. Kakashi smirked even wider and decided to toy with him a little more.

"'Junko's eyes blazed with desire as Sachio's talented hands slid down his naked body, coming to a stop between his legs. His wanton moans filled the room, making the candles burn brighter, the temperature rise even further, and fuelling Sachio's hands on to work faster, leading the elder of the two to orgasm quicker than ever before.'"

He glanced down, wondering why Iruka had suddenly started thrashing around in his lap, and caught his hand rubbing Iruka's very obvious arousal through his pants.

Kakashi raised an eyebrow. Well now, this was new. He usualy controlled his body perfectly. Perhaps he just really wanted to convince Iruka what a beautiful piece of litterature this was?

He shook his head and pressed on further, deciding to ignore his idle hand as it attempted to thoroughly molest Iruka.

"'Suddenly Sachio was on top of him, oil slicked hands stretching himself as he leaned down to kiss Junko pasionately, their tongues entwining in a sensual dance of pleasure and promise. After a moment or two, Junko was fully sheathed inside the younger man, who sat atop of him, one hand balancing himself on his chest, the other toying with his own nipple. "My, my, Sachio-kun...has anyone ever told you how beautiful you are...?" Junk asked, breathless from the speed of the turn of events. Sachio could only groan in response, as he started moving, kneeling up then letting himself lower back down slowly, impaling himself gently every time. Junko's breath caught in his throat as he watched the beautiful man move on him, taking more and more of him each time...'"

Iruka's semi-loud moan had interrupted him, and he glanced down again to find his wandering hand had buried itself in Iruka's pants, apparently fisting the brunette. Kakashi then realised how low and husky his voice had become, and was sure he was talking faster than before.

"K-Kashi..." Iruka breathed against his skin, lusting out for more of the 'trash'. Kakashi shook his head in disbelief. Perhaps he was created a monster?

"'Then Junko said "Oh my, I believe I'm going to lose sight of you..." in a husky whisper, fingers digging into Sachio's hips as he ground the young man down one more time before errupting and releasing deep inside of him. Sachio joined him in orgasm at the feeling of being filled with Junko's essence, crying out feverously, throwing his head back in ecstasy.'"

Kakashi's voice softened, just as Iruka's erection did. He too had come with Junko and Sachio, groaning something like Kakashi's name and pushing against the hand in his underwear desperately.

He closed the book and set it on Iruka's desk, slipping his hand out and licking it clean before moving back to cuddle the chuunin closer.

After a few minutes Iruka was breathing at a slightly more steady pace, cheeks still flushed and voice a tad croaky from moaning fo loudly.

"Who know Jiraiya-sama could write so well..." he sighed, leaning up to kiss the corner of Kakashi's mouth delicately.

The jounin smiled and nuzzled Iruka's neck in reply.

"I know...so, you still think it's drivel?" he asked, smirking against the golden skin of his lover. Iruka laughed slightly.

"One silly part from one of the books isn't going to convince me. I still think it's crap," he soffed, though softer with his tone in adressing it this time.

"Well...I'll just have to introduce you to the rest of the series then, won't I?" Kakashi asked, squeezing Iruka tighter in affection.

"...I think you will..."


~Owari~

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Thankies for reading...comments, nice or not, are always welcome.

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