Therapy (17)

“Nngg… you’re such… a tease…” The breathy words were forced from Kakashi’s throat as his body was secured to the table, chakra blocking cuffs holding him down. No one else got him like this… he wouldn’t let anyone else do this to him but him. He knew it was very risky to do it with him… this man could kill him in the blink of an eye and not think about it twice… but Kakashi knew he wouldn’t. He knew he wouldn’t because this… this edge of danger made it all the better. Just a little bit of pain could make sex so much more pleasurable. He knew that… as did the man currently teasing him to within an inch of his life. He knew it would be worth it though… he knew once he had him inside him… well; they would both very much enjoy it. But who was this man? The man who could make the great Kakashi Hatake into a moaning, needy, slutty uke? Who else?

Ibiki Morino.

“You know you love it.” Ibiki murmured, grinning as he brought his hand down, smacking Kakashi’s exposed ass harshly. He just let his fingers trail over the ex-Anbu’s entrance at that, teasing him without the intention of pushing in yet. “You know you love me teasing you, working you up so high that you’re just begging for me to fuck you.” He said, leaning down and nipping at Kakashi’s throat, knowing that it was ever so sensitive since it was always covered.

“Ibiki…” Kakashi almost whined, pressing up, trying to get some sort of touch. “Please… it’s already been two hours…” He gasped out; looking down at his well used and torturously teased body. “I… I can’t handle… anymore…” He murmured, just cutting off another whine before he embarrassed himself even more. He felt so undignified… so… whorish acting like this but the way Ibiki had him, spread perfectly for his body, opened so wide to take him… he just felt so damned empty without him. “Ibiki…”

“Hmm, you can handle days of torture but after only a few hours of sexual torment you break?” Ibiki asked, sliding his fingers into Kakashi’s sensually stretched entrance, a slight grin coming to his face as he remembered just what he had done to get it this soft and yielding. The toys he had slid inside him, the vibrators and dildos as well as his own fingers and, yes, his tongue. He enjoyed exploring and indulging in the person he had sex with, there was nothing, absolutely nothing, rushed about a session with him. He was exposed to death and torture every day… he deserved some relaxation time. “We need to build up your tolerance, now don’t we?” He asked, grinning again at the needy whine that statement forced from the prone jounins throat.

“No… no… please…” Kakashi gasped out, biting his lip as he pressed up as much as he could with the way he was restrained. “I… I promise… next time…” Kakashi didn’t know it yet but this was exactly the way Ibiki wanted him, lost to pleasure and not thinking straight.

Ibiki just smiled, something that didn’t happen often as he looked down at the man laying in front of him, begging for HIM. Kakashi had seen all of him, all of his scars, burns, gashes and deformities and he still wanted him, it amazed him every time. “Ahhh, I guess I can give in then… just this once.” He murmured, pulling back to tug off his clothes. It was always just this once… just this once had happened so many times he couldn’t count but… neither of them ever paid attention to tiny things like that. “You ready?” He asked, smirking deviously as he slicked his aching length with the same lube he had stretched Kakashi with.

“Fuck… you know I am.” Kakashi groaned out, arched up with a shudder. “Just… fuck me already Ibiki.” He said, sounding frustrated and annoyed but needy all at the same time. He didn’t have to wait long either, as soon as the words left his throat, Ibiki was thrusting into him, forcing a desperate moan out of him. Fuck… Ibiki was HUGE!

Ibiki grinned as he reached down, grabbing Kakashi’s hips as he moved, barely giving the silver haired man time to adjust before he was fucking him, moving inside him fast and hard just like he knew Kakashi liked. With anyone but the ex-Anbu, Ibiki would move slowly… sensually but with Kakashi, he knew that the other man loved just a bit of pain, just a little sting when he was bottoming. Ibiki would happily give it to him too, sex wasn’t about getting off for him, sex was about getting his partner off.

“Ahhh… haaa… Ibiki…” Kakashi could barely think as the torture specialist thrust hard and fast into his body, aimed unerringly at his already oversensitive prostate. “Fuck…” He whimpered, his toes curling as he pressed up, tugging at his restraints harshly.

“The time for talking is over, pet.” Ibiki murmured, leaning down to take Kakashi’s lips in a deep kiss as he thrust harder and faster, using the other man just as roughly as he wanted him too. He knew with how long and hard he had teased the straining man under him, he definitely would last long, he himself was close and it took a lot more to bring him off them it did Kakashi. He mumbled soft endearments against Kakashi’s lips as he reached down, stroking him in a rhythm just a little bit off from his thrusting, knowing it would push him over the edge even faster.

Ibiki was right too, Kakashi lasted mere minutes after that, a loud cry coming from his throat as all the different sensations cumulated and had him spilling hard over Ibiki’s hand and his own stomach. His cries only got louder after that, though, the feeling of Ibiki continuing to thrust into his now oversensitive body making him whimper in almost painful pleasure. The sensation of Ibiki’s warm cum spreading over his insides, the others body stilling as it quivered in profound pleasure was a relief as well a slight disappointed to Kakashi. He didn’t want it to stop but he didn’t know if he could handle the mind blowing pleasure anymore.

Ibiki made a soft noise when he pulled back, drawing a soft whine from the copy-nins throat as well. “Mmm, yes, you look so much better like that.” He murmured as he looked down at Kakashi, taking in his pleasantly flushed features, the sight of creamy white cum splattered across the other mans slightly scarred abdomen making Ibiki lick his lips. He let his gaze trail down lower, taking in how Kakashi’s length was now flaccid and satisfied laying in a pool of cum on his stomach. Then he looked even further down, humming softly at how his own cum was leaking out of the younger mans entrance around his cock still buried deep inside of him.

“Now isn’t that just a tasty sight?” Ibiki murmured, his eyes fluttering a bit as he pulled back, slipping out of Kakashi’s well used entrance. “Much too nice not to sample.” He said before falling to his knee’s and sealing his mouth over Kakashi’s leaking entrance, lapping and sucking at the cum he had left in the others entrance. This was one of his favorite parts, being able to taste his lover and just what he had done to him.

Kakashi cried out, the sensation of his used entrance being licked and sucked and… fuck, he was nipping it too, why the hell did it feel so fucking good? “Ibiki…” He whispered, shuddering and looking down at him. “No more teasing…” He murmured, letting his head fall back as he felt his body reacting almost automatically to the licks against one of his most sensitive areas. “Please Ibiki…”

Ibiki just grinned as he pulled back from Kakashi’s entrance, licking his lips as he leaned up, looking down at the man below him. “No more?” He asked, sliding his finger down the center of Kakashi’s chest. “There’s always more teasing.” He said, grinning as he leaned down, setting to work again.

Kakashi learned one thing that night…

Never say ‘No more’ to Ibiki… he might take it as a challenge.

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AN: Ahhh, I started this and I was all yay! I lurves it, then I was like… neh… and then I was like, man, I just need to finish this.

So, here it is, sorry if it sucks!

This was written for the Tease Challenge in Ibiki’s Harem which can be found http://yaoi.y-gallery.net/announcement/5893/189784/

It was also written just for the love of uke Kakashi!

Thank you for reading, I hope you like it and don’t forget to feed the author!