Chapter 8: "Trust me"

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Warning: This chapter contains smut/yaoi! If your uncomfortable about it just go ahead and skip to the next chapter whenever it's posted. If you don't like BoyxBoy your a liar smh. The only way you would have found this fanfic is if you looked up Obikaka smh anyways lol enjoy! <3
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"That's why I need to know.. why I want to know... I want, no. Need to make sure that this reality, right here is real, that it's not all lies. That your still the boy I remember from all those years ago,"

With that the Uchiha fell silent, staring intently at the silver-head before him. Witnessing those tears well up inside his eyes made his heart pang painfully. Decidedly grabbed ahold of the Hatakes shirt within his fist before pulling the male closer to himself until their faces were merely inches apart. Kakashi flinched at the sudden jerk falling silent as he stared at the other male.

"Stupid Bakashi. I am very much real and I'm not going anywhere..,"

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"H-hah~! P-ple... ah- P-please... ngh! O-o-bito- ah! T-too m-much!!" Kakashi sobbed desperately, trying to get away from the overwhelming pleasure that invaded his senses with every thrust. But the efforts would only amount to nothing with his hands bound above his head. Tears of overstimulation freely tumbled down his flushed cheeks as beads of sweat clung to his forehead.

"I'm sorry I couldn't quite hear you baby~" Obito purred seductively against the Hatake ear as he 'emphasized' his point by harshly thrusting his hips into Kakashi's, stimulating his prostate dead on. The Uchiha sat up straight as he took pleasure in the males reaction, a shudder wrecking throughout his body as he moaned and whimpered in pure unadulterated pleasure.

"Hah- h-hah.." The silver heads pants mixed with moans, whines, sobs and whimpers, as his chest heaved up and down, littered with hickeys and bite marks left behind by none other then the Uchiha, some still left over from the very first time they went at it just the other day. Much like the first time the raven didn't give him any breaks but even then he was still merciful unlike how he was now. He showed the silver-head no mercy. He couldn't even keep count how many times hes cummed. His mind mush, unable to think properly or even form coherent words, all he could do was plead, beg and just take it. He wasn't even sure how much more he could even take.

He felt so powerless and helpless under the raven and yet no matter how pained his over stimulated nerves were it still felt like absolute heaven. His pleas for the Uchiha to stop and give him a break fell on deaf ears as in all reality the copy ninja didn't want him to stop and Obito was well aware of this fact. A smug smirk curled along the Uchihas lips.

God. How had Kakashi ended up in this position? A complete sensitive mess under the raven. He could vividly remember how they had gotten to this point but he couldn't even focus long enough to even gather his memories, hell he couldn't focus at all with the sinful Uchiha pistoning in and out of him. The feeling of another orgasm coiling in his gut, quickly approaching, faster then the last. Until finally arriving. Kakashi practically screamed, arching his back off the bed as another earth shattering orgasm wracked through his body and yet that did little to stop the Uchiha from continuing to pound into the poor male, once again chasing after his own climax. Matter a fact the lewd and blissed out expression the silver head had along his features only encouraged the raven further.

Then not long after with a particular hard thrust of his hips he buried himself into his lover all the way to the hilt just before filling him to the brim. Earning a hitched sob from the male below. Obito couldn't help the low chuckle that left him as he examined the state his partner was in. An absolute mess indeed. His eyes eyes half lidded, looking as if he was high; high off of sex; tears trickling down his flushed face, mixing with beads of sweat that had accumulated from their rough love making. The silver head looked very much like he was on the verge of passing out, perhaps the Uchiha had gone to far?

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