Konoha Kinkiness

Title: Have Wood
Author: chibi-zoe
Pairing: Kankuro x Konohmaru (crack pairing)
Ratingh: R
Kink: Agalmatophilia: arousal from statues or manikins (or puppets)

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Kankuro smiled quietly to himself, his face paint turning the expression into something fearsome. It was Valentine’s Day and as he was in Konoha on official business, he would have time to treat his lover to a nice meal and nicer evening. It wasn’t often that they managed to get time alone together; sometimes he thought that the Kazekage and Hokage were deliberately interfering in their prospective love life.

As the sun caressed the horizon he stepped out from his accommodation. He was quite proud of his outfit, chosen by Temari, it was stylish, black, and easy to remove. He knew that his chuunin would appreciate it. Strolling confidently towards the restaurant where they had organised to rendezvous he patted his pocket to reassure himself that his Valentines gift was safe.

He spied Konohamaru already seated at an alfresco table partially hidden by potted plants; trust the man to stay in the shadows. Kankuro could still remember the annoying child that Konohamaru had been, idolising Naruto and following him everywhere that he could. The boy had grown into a responsible chuunin, reticent to the point of terseness with all but a few, and decorated with a variety of interesting facial scars. Kankuro had once asked Naruto how the other had come by the scars and had received only stony silence.

The bright young boy who had desperately wanted to be Hokage now advised Naruto in his decisions, directing from the shadows in much the same way that Kankuro did for the Kazekage. A mysterious darkness surrounded the other, a darkness that fascinated Kankuro no end. He wanted to immerse himself in those shadows, draw them around him and in doing so see through them.

He raised his hand in greeting, the other smiling with genuine affection. They had been friends for years and begun a relationship a few months ago. Hopefully they would be able to consummate their relationship tonight. Kankuro made his way over to the table and leaned down to peck his chuunin on the cheek. A nearly imperceptible blush spread across Konohamaru’s face at the display.

Dinner was delicious, chatter and laughter flowing smoothly between the two. As they made their way onto the nearly deserted street Konohamaru placed his hand gently on Kankuro’s arm.

“I’ve got something to show you, if you want to come with me to my apartment.” Kankuro readily agreed, just the two of them all alone in an empty apartment – what could be better? The two strolled companionably through the darkened streets, bumping shoulders and holding hands. Kankuro stealing a quick kiss on the door mat outside of Konohamaru’s apartment as the chuunin fumbled for his keys.

Once inside Konohamaru put his hand on Kankuro’s chest to stop him moving further in and claimed the others’ lips immediately.

“Come on, I really want to show you this first.” He sounded nervous and excited at the same time; Kankuro wondered what he had been up to.

Walking over to the cupboard Konohamaru drew a cloth-wrapped bundle from a high shelf, showing just a hint of toned stomach as he reached up. He set his bundle down on the floor, it came up to his knees, and slowly un-wrapped it. Kankuro felt a familiar heat build in his groin as he stared at it, it was wonderful.

A lovingly carved representation of a Konohamaru stood before him, naked. He bent down for a closer look, a perfect miniature complete with scars, there were even pubic hairs. He reached out to run a curious finger down its abdominals and along its little wooden penis. Konohamaru smiled cheekily at him, before chakra wires shot out of his fingers and the puppet began to move.

“I’ve been practicing.” He announced gleefully as he continued to manipulate the puppet around the room, its movements still not quite as smooth and refined as they could be, but the boy was improving in leaps and bounds. A sly grin crossed Konohamaru’s features and the puppet stroked a carved wooden hand down its sternum and grasped onto its carved wooden dick. The hand pumped up and down in a parody of masturbation and Kankuro cracked up. Every puppeteer tried that at least once in the privacy of his own workshop, but it was something else to watch an excited young man showing off that he had learned how to do it.

Smirking he moved towards his young lover-to-be, embracing him from behind and moved his hands towards the fastenings of his pants. Reaching in, he firmly grasped the hard flesh and began pumping in time with the puppets’ movements. He nibbled on a convenient ear lobe as he did so, grinding his own aching arousal against the ass in front of him. It wasn’t long before Konohamaru lost control of his puppet and it collapsed upon the floor.

Kankuro stared at the little wooden body, its limbs twisted this way and that, its tiny wooden penis mere inches away from its open mouth. He pressed softly on Konohamaru’s head, trying to indicate that the boy should kneel down in front of him and worship him. Meeting resistance, he opened his eyes to see the others’ pouting face.

“I thought that you wanted to do something a little different tonight.” Naruto had obviously been coaching the boy for him to be able to pull of such a let-down expression, Kankuro nearly laughed in his face.

“I do babe, I just thought that we could start with something familiar.” He temporised. Konohamaru clearly didn’t buy it but shrugged it away as unimportant. Then he did something that nearly made Kankuro’s heart stop.

Chakra wires shot out of the boys’ fingers and the puppet came to life once more. It advanced slowly towards Kankuro before leaping unto his chest. The cleverly carved fingers began to remove his shirt; he broke out in goose-bumps where-ever the wood touched him. After his shirt was painstakingly removed, the puppet began on his pants. Kankuro was achingly hard and panting as the final piece of cloth fell to the floor, the puppet once more rising into the air.

Hard, unforgiving, wooden palms rubbed achingly across his erect nipples, wooden feet tickling his abdomen. The chakra strings were little shots of electricity where they connected with his sweating skin. Ever so slowly the puppet descended, wooden thighs parting to enclose hard flesh. Kankuro’s glazed eyes followed every movement, freely leaking pre-cum proclaiming his enjoyment.

Having his almost fully-clothed boyfriend staring at him with lusty eyes as he directed the puppets’ every move just added to Kankuro’s excitement. The feeling of the polished wooden legs sliding along his length was too much and he came with a loud groan, falling to his knees as the puppet let go and returned to its creator.

From his puddle of satisfaction Kankuro gazed up at Konohamaru and was surprised to see the other holding out his puppet for closer inspection. Engraved upon its chest, over where the heart would normally be, was the simple inscription ‘I love you with all my heart, be mine tonight?’ Smirking slightly at the sappiness he nodded readily, he would do just about anything for the one who was so willing to pander to his obsession with dolls.