Two is Better Than One

A Favorable Choke

My heart jumped into my throat. Was he serious? Why on earth would I want him to choke me? I eyed the copy ninja wearily but he was completely relaxed, comfortable, and calm as if he didn't just ask me something like that. He didn't break his gaze from me, almost like he was scanning me to see what I was feeling.

I suddenly felt vulnerable under his stare, and blushed a bit. Obviously I couldn't hide that from him and he smirked at me. Usually I was proud to be able to make out his facial expressions under his mask but now I cursed at myself.

"That's a loaded question, don't you think?"

I asked, trying to keep up my usual sarcasm.

He saw that I was shaken by his question, and took a step closer to me smirking. My grip on the door handle tightened, suddenly losing my breath. What was he doing? Did he put me under a genjutsu? No, it didn't feel like it.

He was serious.

He lifted his hand as if to examine it, and held it up palm-first to me, squinting at it. He turned it sideways and curled his fingers, probably fantasizing about how it fit around my throat.

"It seems like your neck will be a perfect fit for me"

He stated simply.

My heart jumped at his words. I looked at Kakashi, unable to grasp what he was asking me to do at this point. He was my friend. He wouldn't hurt me on purpose, right? What else would choking do BUT hurt me?

Oh my god.

It was sex.

He wanted to choke me sexually.

The realization hit me like a truck. I lost my breath and my grip on the doorknob slipped. I gasped and clutched at anything and everything to catch me before I fell face first in front of the copy ninja who just offered the unthinkable to me. Of course my hands failed me and I fell, so I braced for impact on my engawa.

Instead of the hard wood, I hit concrete. I gazed up and saw the familiar green jacket bundled in my clenched fists. Kakashi was by my side in an instant and caught me. I blushed deeply, realizing what an idiot I must look right now. The sudden closeness caused my heart to race, and he pulled me up to my feet but didn't let me go. I was trapped in his arms, and I was fighting against my instincts to not kiss him. I was fine until I smelled his cologne, and felt his strong arms around me.

Damn, I was really about to let this man choke me for sex.

It was undeniable that he was handsome. Of course I've fantasized about what he was like in the bedroom. Who hasn't? Never in a million years did I ever think this chance would come to me so I gave up on it a long time ago, you know? I honestly just enjoyed our missions together and the time we spent as comrades and friends. I haven't thought of him this way in years, and all of a sudden those old feelings rushed over me. It was overwhelming.

"Kashi I-I don't-"

"I won't hurt you. I promise, Yo. We can take it slow."

His eyes peered down at me, searching for any sign of discomfort or unease. More of his hair had fallen over his eyes and face, making him even more handsome if that was at all possible. His chiseled jawline made my knees weak again and he tightened his grip on me. His strong grip made me feel so safe, so...good. The air around us shifted, and suddenly we were the only two people in the world. His pesky mask covered his lips, but they've never looked so inviting. He noticed my stare and smirked again, hooking a finger on the fabric covering his face. I couldn't believe my eyes, I was actually going to see his face. Finally! I could finally touch his face, and even kiss him.