An old friend (Obikaka)

Chapter 5.2: "Round 2?"

Warning: This chapter contains pure Yaoi/smut/lemon whichever you wish to call it. If you do not want to read it, then you don't have to. Feel free to skip to chapter 6 (when it's published) If you don't like BoyxBoy, for one why are you reading this fanfic then? Two get out of here lmfao. Anyways I hope you guys enjoy this chapter!!!

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The small twinge of discomfort Kakashi felt as Obito pushed in a second finger, scissoring his entrance, was overridden by the overwhelming pleasure given to him by the males mouth. He gasped for air and let out a drawn out moan as he was getting closer and closer to his climax only to have the Uchiha slow down, or pause before continuing after a small amount of time, driving the copy ninja absolutely crazy. Even the stimulation to his ass was starting to feel unbearably good and just when he was so close he couldn't help the desperate whine that left his lips as Obito pulled out his fingers and pulled away, removing his lips from the copy ninja's cock but leaving a bridge of saliva as he did so.

Obito couldn't help but smirk at the look of disappointment and frustration along the Hatakes expression. It was simply priceless.

"What's with that look Kakashi~?" Obito teased, his voice rough and husky as after all he just had the silver haired males cock in his mouth merely moments ago....

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Kakashi narrowed his eyes down at the Uchiha, his breathing coming out as pants as he replied to the smug little bastard.

"Your an asshole," Kakashi huffed out, earning a low chuckle from the Uchiha as he stood up from his previous crouching position coming face to face with the male, leaning so close that Kakashi could feel his warm breath against his face only enticing the copy ninja further.

"Oh I know I am~ And this asshole is about to be up yours~" Obito hummed out, not an ounce of shame. Kakashi's face was already flushed as it was but after the Uchiha's reply his face couldn't help but turn a darker shade of red trying to come up with a retort but before he could the Uchihas lips were once again on the Hatakes. This kiss was filled with more passion than the previous one, hungrier and yet very loving.

During their make-out session Obito wrapped his arms around the other male, moving his hands down to take a hold of the man's arse, getting a handful of those cheeks, in turn earning a muffled gasp from the Hatake just before he lifted the male up. The silver head complied and instantly wrapped his legs around the raven's waist, snaking his arms around his neck. Obito smirked against Kakashi's lips as he held the male up. He then gently bit down on Kakashi's bottom lip, asking for entry and Kakashi allowed the male entrance. He pushed his tongue into his mouth, tangling it and dancing with the other wet muscle. As their kiss got more and more heated, both panting against one another lips, Obito lined his aching cock up with Kakashi's twitching hole and after a few moments he slowly began to push his way inside. Being sure to go slow as to not hurt the male too badly but as he entered Obito was instantly met with Kakashi's warm tight insides squeezing all around the head of his cock almost making the Uchiha want to cum right then and there but he composed himself and paused, awaiting for the male to adjust before even attempting to push in any further.

Kakashi let out a small whimper and grunt, pulling away from the kiss as the pain of the Uchiha inserting his cock shot through his nerves. He hadn't even fully realized just how big he was until he felt the hard flesh pressing against his entrance and then pushing its way inside. Despite the pain Kakashi wanted this.. he was okay with this.. he could handle it but he couldn't help but be appreciative when Obito paused and gave the silver a head a few moments to adjust before pushing further inside, which Kakashi responses with the occasional hisses of pain as the Uchiha inched further and further inside him until finally, finally bottoming out but at that point the silver head was clinging onto the raven tightly, digging his nails into his lovers back with tears pricking at his eyes.