The Best Cure for a Headache

Kakashi huffed softly to himself, staring at the line of bottles on the shelf in front of him. He scratched the back of his head, ruffling his own unruly silver hair a little, before grumbling softly to himself. Reaching out, he snagged a bottle of the finest, most expensive sake and placed it in the basket he had slung over his left arm. Pondering for less than a moment, he reached up once again and deftly picked up a further two bottles, smirking a little as he did.

Moving further down the isle, he frowned again, looking at the various bottles of mixers laid out in front of him. Kakashi had never been very good at shopping, and was even worse at shopping for others; he usually left that task up to Iruka. Unfortunately for him, this time Iruka was away visiting an old friend, which just so happened to fall on the self same weekend as the one the Hokage had decided to host a gathering of important guests in Konoha.

So Kakashi had been lumbered with the ‘mission’ to collect the food stuffs necessary for the feast that was to be held in their honour. Scouring the neat, and extremely long, list in his hand, he finally spotted the name of the drink he was looking for; an own brand sparkling cherry mixer, said to be the best there was. Looking back to the shelf, his frown deepened, the offending drink was nowhere to be seen. The Hokage would not be pleased about that; it was widely known that the sparkling cherry flavoured mixer was one of her favourites.

There! Kakashi spotted the label for the drink, placing his basket down and leaning over quickly to see if any bottles remained, while unknowingly giving the rest of the store a rather enticing view of his ass. One bottle, right at the back of the shelf, against the wall of the store, mocked him as he tried to reach it. He stuck his tongue out in concentration, reaching out, trying the catch the lid of the elusive bottle between his fingertips.

“Kakashi, my eternal rival!” Kakashi hadn’t been expecting the loud booming voice, and promptly smashed the top of his head on the shelf. Cursing loudly, he gripped the painfully-growing lump through his silver hair, forcing his eyes shut to stop the impromptu tears of pain. Gritting his teeth, he tried to ignore the imposing voice of the green-clad ninja standing only two feet away, berating himself. He should have noticed as Gai approached him, a ninja must always be on his guard, and even if he hadn’t noticed, he should not have reacted in the way he did. Cursing internally, he glared up at the man from his crouched position by the shelves, trying desperately to ignore how close his head was to Gai’s…he really didn’t need this right now.

Noticing, finally, that the black-haired ninja had stopped talking mid-speech to give his ‘rival’ a mostly puzzled look, Kakashi forced himself to stand, still rubbing the top of his aching head, his glare never wavering. He would, he thought, need to take some painkillers for the rapidly expanding headache he was now suffering from.

“Yes, Gai, what do you want?” he finally asked, somewhat exasperatedly, and not in his usual manner. Gai didn’t respond, though Kakashi could see the confusion on his face, clearly he hadn’t expected Kakashi to speak to him like that. The silver-haired Jounin had to admit, in all the time they had known each other, he could not remember a time when he had snapped at his occasional-friend. There was something else, though, on the taller man’s face, something that Kakashi could not read. Breaking their eye contact after a few moments, Gai crouched down to see onto the low shelf. Extending one long, muscular arm, he could easily reach the bottle hidden in the far reaches of the shelf, and pulled it back to him before standing and passing it over to Kakashi.

“Is this the prize you were after, my youthful friend?” He boomed, seemingly back to his usual self, though Kakashi could still see that unusual look in his eyes and wasn’t sure whether he liked it or not.

“Yes, thank you.” Kakashi replied, taking the bottle in both hands, but not yet placing it in the waiting basket. His head was still throbbing slightly, though the intense pain of a few minutes before had subsided.

“It was my pleasure!” Gai beamed, striking his best nice-guy pose, his frighteningly white teeth glinting in the artificial light of the store. Kakashi sighed and shook his head, but could not help but smile a little; the green-clad man had, instead of moving backwards so he could give his usual full-frontal rendition of the pose, had simply turned sideways, so it looked even more ridiculous than usual.

“What brings you here on this glorious afternoon in the Springtime of Youth, my worthy adversary?” Gai continued, moving to stand in a more relaxed yet still overly-dramatic manner. Kakashi allowed himself to fall into his usual nonchalant slouched position, trying to look bored and uninterested, his right hand idly playing with the neck of the bottle he was holding.

“Shopping. For Tsunade-sama’s dinner party this evening.” The copy-nin tried to keep his tone level, in a way he knew would infuriate Gai, pushing the man into suggesting one of his ridiculous ‘challenges’ that would, hopefully, get him out of doing the bulk of the work.

“Then, my dear rival, I shall help you with this honourable task!” Gai seemed un-phased by Kakashi’s lack of interest in him. Kakashi, however, baulked slightly at the thought of having to SHARE the task of shopping with this loud and obnoxious man. That hadn’t been his plan at all! Not one to step down or show weakness though, Kakashi merely stood there, his hands still fiddling with the bottle. He noted how Gai’s eyes followed the movement of his hand, and that strange look was still there, hidden in his dark eyes.

Stilling his hand momentarily, Kakashi noted how Gai’s eyes snapped back to his, his outward appearance otherwise never changing. He began to move his hand again, slower this time, taking the time to play with the slight rim below the cap, watching how Gai’s eyes followed his every move. Well now, the silver-haired man smirked, this was certainly an interesting development. Perhaps shopping with the other man wouldn’t be as tiresome as he had previously thought.

Bending down purposely to give Gai a prime view of his backside, Kakashi placed the bottle into the basket before picking it up and handing it to the stronger man. Pulling the list out of his pocket, he marched purposely off to the next isle, rightfully assuming that Gai would follow.

They spent much of their time bickering comfortably, moving quickly through the list. Kakashi spent most of his time making subtly teasing motions; a brush of fingers, walking around Gai close enough that the minimum of contact was made, suggestively sucking on a fingertip as he pondered over two types of tofu. He even went so far as to make a mildly suggestive comment about a pack of cream-filled chocolate éclairs, all the while without the decency to even blush. He could feel Gai’s eyes on him as he walked, burning into his skin, devouring his every move. Kakashi was loving every second of it!

The list was completed almost too quickly for Kakashi’s liking; this was the first time in more years than he cared to remember that he’d had this much fun with anyone, never mind Maito Gai, whom he couldn’t stand most of the time. After paying for the goods, of which they had managed to find all but two insignificant items from the extensive list, the duo headed up to the Hokage tower in a companionable silence. Kakashi had his nose buried in ‘Icha Icha Violence’, a favourite of his, while Gai had the unfortunate task of carrying the multitude of bags they’d accumulated.

Soon, their journey was over, and Kakashi had the almost unenviable task of delivering his ‘mission report’ to the Hokage, while Gai transported the bags to the kitchens for the team of cooks to work their way through. After a thorough grilling as to why he hadn’t been able to get the two foodstuffs Tsunade had asked for, and whether he’d managed to get her a bottle of Konoha’s famous cherry mixer, Kakashi was allowed to leave. He had the rest of the day free, so he was planning on heading out to his favourite spot in the woods to read his book. He grinned a little, knowing that his secret spot would be the ideal place to relieve some of the tension he had built up over the morning while teasing Gai. Kakashi had barely thought to start the usual hand signals to teleport himself out to the gates when he felt two strong, green-clad arms wrap around him and a hard, hot body press against his back.

“You’re a tease, Kakashi.” Gai growled into his ear, breath hot against the copy-nin’s neck. Kakashi didn’t protest when he felt, rather than saw, Gai start to make hand signals. He was expecting the sudden tug to his navel and rush of air as they were transported out of the Hokage tower. He was also expecting the slight smell of sweat and bright décor as they landed in Gai’s living room. What he was not expecting, however, was the overwhelming darkness that consumed him when Gai used a quick jutsu to knock him unconscious.

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Kakashi knew, from the length of the shadows on the floor, that he hadn’t been out for long. Twitching each muscle experimentally, he found himself to be unharmed, but also unable to move; his hands had been shackled above his head and he had been hung from some form of metal construction. His thighs had also been shackled, long chains ensuring that he remained suspended in the air in a not quite seated position, his legs spread in a most undignified manner.

What Kakashi found to be the most demeaning part, though, was not the bondage he found himself in. Nor was it the fact that he was completely naked. No, it was the fact that someone had had the audacity to remove his mask and place a gag in his mouth, and he had a feeling he knew who that someone was too.

The silver-haired Jounin didn’t have to wait long to confirm his suspicions either, as Gai made his way back into the room, lust and amusement painted clearly across his bold features. Kakashi just glared, unmoving, not wanting to break the fragile silence between them as he waited for the still-dressed man to speak.

“You are a tease. But we are both in the springtime of our youth, and so now you will see what such behaviour will bring for you.” Gai grinned almost devilishly, before closing the distance between the two to rip the gag from his mouth and kiss Kakashi hard. Kakashi kissed back just as forcefully, allowing Gai’s tongue to invade his hot mouth. He wasn’t entirely adverse to the situation, and he would have quite liked to see where it would go.

Growling softly into the kiss, Kakashi tried to push forward with his tongue, trying to take back some semblance of dominance. Instead of allowing it, though, Gai pulled back, ending the kiss with a sharp bite to his prisoner’s lower lip that earned him a slight yelp and a few drops of Kakashi’s crimson blood, which he lapped up greedily, savouring the deliciously metallic taste.

Stepping back so that he was just out of reach should Kakashi choose to lash out, Gai began to peel the skin-tight green Lycra from his lean body, taking his time in revealing himself to his bound companion, grinning the entire time and never breaking eye contact. Soon, he was completely naked, his ‘interest’ in the situation extremely obvious. Kakashi allowed his eyes to roam over the tightly muscled chest, moving down to the taut stomach with its distinct line of black leading, finally, down to that enormous, straining need nestled in a pillow of equally dark, curly hair. The man was, quite frankly, built like a god.

“Now who’s the tease?” Kakashi purred, rocking slightly in the restraints, trying to push down the small bundle of nerves that was making itself known at the pit of his stomach. He couldn’t allow Gai to see his fear, and knew that much of it was unfounded and stemmed from a dislike of being restrained. He knew that Gai would never purposefully hurt him, at least not in a permanent sense, and used that thought to quash his mild unease and focus, instead, on the slight arousal coursing through his veins.

“Impatient, aren’t we?” Gai murmured, sauntering over to his ‘guest’ to fondle Kakashi’s half hard cock in his large hand, making the silver-haired man gasp loudly, squeezing his eyes shut to better focus on the pleasure of those calloused fingers rubbing over the sensitive head, bringing him to full hardness.

“A-ah! Fuck! Gai!” Kakashi bucked into the large hand, trying to make it move faster as he strained against the shackles holding him in place. How long had it been since he’d last had a lover? Years, definitely, and it was plainly obvious from how he reacted to the simple touch of the other man.

“Hm?” Gai answered, only half interested as he took in the motions of the others’ body, enjoying each twitch, every thrust. He had wanted the other man like this for far too long, and was not going to be rushed, not for anything. This was something special, something to savour.

“Stop teasing me, I need…” his reply was cut short as Gai squeezed down, hard, on his engorged member, causing Kakashi to cry out from the mixture of delicious pleasure and biting pain.

“You’re being far too talkative” Gai stated simply. He leaned in, his hot breath brushing against Kakashi’s ear, making him shudder in anticipation. “If you want me to stop, now is the time to say so.” He spotted the beginnings of one of Kakashi’s trademark sarcastic looks, usually followed by a cutting remark. Deciding that it was better for both of them if Kakashi kept his mouth firmly shut, Gai gave Kakashi’s cock a few hard, pleasurable tugs. He watched with some small sense of satisfaction as the silver head fell back, mouth open wide as a long, pleasure-filled moan filled the space around the two.

“Please…continue…” Kakashi panted, unable to manage much else, his body moving of its own accord. Gai nodded and his hand slipped from around the other man, dragging a pained whimper from between those bruised lips. The black-haired man ignored it; instead bending to pick the gag up from where it had fallen on the floor by his feet, before placing it back into Kakashi’s mouth and tying it firmly at the back of his head to very little resistance.

The silence resumed, punctuated only by small gasps and moans from Kakashi as Gai worshipped every inch of his body with his hands and mouth. Finally, he decided that it was time to increase the tempo a little. Gai moved away, picking up a small black object from the nearby table, he showed it to Kakashi; a cock ring. He moved to stand between the pale, spread thighs of his soon to be lover before slipping the device over the painfully hard shaft in front of him and tightening it. Swiftly moving on, he twisted one dusky nipple between his thumb and fore-finger as he bit down gently on the other, managing to wrench what could almost be considered a scream from the other. Kissing and licking the abused flesh for a moment, he moved slowly down the bare expanse of flesh, marking his trail with a line of light nips and kisses.

Gai soon reached his prize, taking Kakashi’s straining cock into his eager mouth, giving the other no warning as he did so, making him cry out at the sudden hot, wet pleasure shooting up his spine, bent almost double in ecstasy as his pants and moans were muffled by the strip of cloth in his mouth. He found his hips bucking up into unbearable heat, trying to thrust into that willing mouth, but a large hand on his hip stilled his movements. He hadn’t even noticed the other hand moving until he felt the slightly cool, lubricated fingers tug at his balls, increasing the pleasure tenfold. Gai’s calloused fingers carefully cupped the sac before moving to press and rub on the sensitive area just behind. Finally, the first digit slipped inside Kakashi’s willing opening, slightly less well lubricated than it should have perhaps been had some not already rubbed off, but the eager need Kakashi was feeling more than made up for that and he was soon panting hard and rocking backwards and forwards between the finger penetrating him and the mouth sucking loudly on his cock.

A second finger quickly joined the first with little resistance, scissoring his opening to make room for the third, pushing in and out in a slow, deliberate motion. Kakashi was moaning wantonly by this point and thrusting up into Gai’s mouth, not caring who heard them or what they thought, focusing purely on the combined friction and heat.

The fingers and mouth were gone too soon for Kakashi’s liking, and he made sure that Gai knew exactly how displeased he was, a low growl rising from his throat followed by a high-pitched keening sound. Gai just stared down at his captive, allowing his dark, lust-filled eyes to roam over Kakashi’s aroused body, taking in the flushed cheeks, heaving chest and thin sheen of sweat covering every inch of him. Even his hair seemed darker, soaked through, almost dripping wet from the exertion.

Then he was right THERE, pulling and tugging and kissing, ripping away the gag that was blocking his path, kissing the other man with a ferocious passion Kakashi had never seen before. He vaguely noted the restraints being adjusted, paying it no heed though as he was drowned in the passionate kisses Gai was bestowing on him, barely able to keep up with the black-haired man.

It had been the last thing he had been expecting, ironically, as Gai entered him. Kakashi ripped his mouth away, his eyes opening impossibly wide as he threw his head back and screamed a mix of intense pleasure and immeasurable pain. The sound ended abruptly, replaced by a small, quiet gurgle as Kakashi tried desperately to relax into the intrusion. He hadn’t expected Gai to penetrate him at that point, and he certainly hadn’t expected him to sheath himself in one, swift thrust.

He hadn’t been wrong in his estimation; Gai was huge, and he most certainly felt it within his tight passage, regardless of how well prepared he’d been before hand, or how much lubricant had been used. Kakashi wanted nothing more than to wrap his arms around the other man and draw him close, needing something to ground him as he adjusted, but the restraints prevented him from doing do.

Gai couldn’t move. He had to remain perfectly still, eyes screwed shut, letting Kakashi get used to his size. It was an impossible task; that tight heat was crushing him, involuntary spasms around his hard cock urging him to move, to pound into that gorgeous ass until the other man screamed his name. He couldn’t, though. There would be plenty of time for that later, he reasoned in the small part of his brain that hadn’t been taken over by his need, and he’d probably already caused enough damage with his hasty actions as it was. He berated himself for that, concentrating on his own sense of slight guilt and breathing to still his aching body.

“Ng…move, Gai!” Kakashi squirmed against Gai’s prone form, panting heavily. Gai opened his eyes, searching Kakashi’s face for that little bit of doubt he thought would be there. Finding only lust and need on those handsome features, he began to move, shallow thrusts to allow Kakashi to adjust to the movement, as well as his size.

“I’m not a china doll.” Kakashi growled, pushing back against each small movement, frustrated by his lack of mobility and more than a little turned on by it. “Fuck me hard, Gai. Make me bleed.” A purr, nothing more, but it was enough. The only warning he got was the tightening of those strong hands on his hips before the impressively large Jounin was pounding into his body, each thrust rattling the chains holding Kakashi up, punctuated by a series of low, throaty growls. Kakashi gave up trying to watch Gai fuck him, instead allowing his head to fall back in ecstasy as he moaned in time to the noises Gai was making.

Clearly unhappy with the reaction he was getting, Gai moved one hand from Kakashi’s waist to adjust the restraints once again, raising him slightly to change the position. It seemed to work, as Kakashi’s moans turned up a notch, almost shouting as Gai hit his prostate over and over.

Kakashi knew that he wouldn’t last much longer; the cock ring had already kept him going long beyond his usual limit. The pressure had been building up for some time, he could feel the almost painful sensation travelling around his nether regions and pooling somewhere near his stomach. His erection was painful, sending pleasured jolts through him each time it slapped against Gai’s toned stomach. Gai, apparently, had had the same thought, as he unfastened the ring and let it fall to the floor, his strong hand closing around Kakashi’s dick, making the copy nin cry out in a heady mix of pleasure and pain.

It took maybe five or six tugs of that powerful fist to tip Kakashi over the edge, his scream oddly silent as he came hard, coating both of their stomachs with his seed. Gai lost it completely when he felt Kakashi clamp down on him, releasing into the hot cavern that was milking him dry. Kakashi’s body was still convulsing slightly as Gai pulled his softening cock out, ignoring the copious amounts of semen that dribbled down onto the floor.

Placing a lazy kiss on Kakashi’s barely responsive lips, Gai set to work on the cuffs that were holding his rival in place. Fumbling only once, despite his exhausted state, Gai soon had Kakashi’s barely conscious body in his arms, making his way towards the bedroom.

They, somehow, made it to the bed. Kakashi had fallen asleep in Gai’s arms almost as soon as he’d been picked up, and made no move to wake as he was placed gently down on the covers. Gai managed to clean them both up with a pack of wipes he kept next to his bed, before lying next to his unconscious lover and pulling him close.

Yes, lover. He liked the way that sounded, smiling as Kakashi curled into his strong embrace, resting his head on Gai’s shoulder. He had to wonder what the silver-haired beauty in his arms would think of that. But now was not a time for pondering such things, he thought, succumbing to the blissful pull of sleep.

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Kakashi groaned and lifted one arm to rub at his eyes. He took a moment to assess the situation; he was incredibly sore, so moving was certainly not an option. He could feel the soft rise and fall of another man’s chest beneath him, was more than likely in said man’s bedroom, and they both decidedly reeked of sex.

It came back, suddenly, in a rush of memories; he had been trussed up, ravaged pleasured, thoroughly fucked and, apparently, taken to bed. By Maito Gai, no less! He would have laughed at the irony, if his body didn’t hurt so much. The body beneath his own moved slightly, and the breathing became shallower as Gai began to wake up.

“Morning.” Kakashi managed sleepily, turning to look up at the other man. Thinking for less than a second, he threw caution to the wind and pushed himself up to kiss Gai gently on the lips. It was a lingering kiss, full of hidden meanings, what-ifs and maybes. The kiss was returned in kind, followed by a half-awake smile when they finally broke apart. Lowering his aching body back down onto the comforting strength of Gai’s chest, Kakashi allowed himself a moment of thought before drifting off into a light healing sleep.

Maybe, he thought, maybe this wouldn’t be so bad after all.