Equally Pleasured ~ (Naruto Yaoi Fanfiction)

WARNING : WARNING : WARNING : WARNING
This is a Yaoi Fanfiction, meaning BoyxBoy love.
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Two figures stood, separated from time, watching each other with interest.
The one whose name meant Scarecrow bent to the smaller one's height, his hand under his chin in a thinking position. His other hand lazily tucked into his pocket.
The other one, standing formally to his senpai, gazing through the holes of his new ANBU mask, questioned his curiousity to the Silverette.
"What's your name?" Kakashi asked, his voice muffled with the cloth labeled as a mask.
"Karasu," the younger boy answered, tilting his head to the side in thought, his shaggy brown hair falling in effect to the cause, "as in Crow. It's Ironic, ne?"
"I suppose it can be," Kakashi spoke, a hint of roughness from the past sounding through, before turning away to open training ground, "Wanna spar?"
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Years Later:
Karasu stared, his eyes fixed on to the pile of ash.
"I-I...I really didn't...I didn't mean to do that."
Kakashi sighed, gazing at the burnt book of his prized collection.
"No matter how good you are at acting, I can tell that was on purpose," Kakashi replied, taking off his ANBU mask to give a glare at his friend. Karasu, following the Silverette's example, took off his mask, showing his grin to the older senpai.
"You don't need that book anyway. Couldn't be helped," Karasu replied, his voice more enthusiastic than before. Shrugging it off nonchalantly , Karasu placed his hands behind his head, tilting his pale face to the sun, while walking in step with Kakashi.
"You owe me a new book."
"Sue me."
As the pair of young ANBUs walked away, they left behind a scene of destruction from high level Justus. The land was scarred, burnt, bloody, and empty.
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"Karasu, go buy me a new book," Kakashi spoke, his nerves unending to the boredom of the hotel room.
"No, I don't want to be in the same room of a pervert thinking perverted thoughts," Karasu replied, his eyes flashing as he thought through his words.
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Karasu looked over his shoulder to his friend, noticing the deafening silence and no reply. He flinched as he saw Kakashi staring intensely, his eyes roaming over Karasu's body.
"Well, I don't really need the book. Just a perverted mind. I mean, you're good enough to imagine about," Kakashi said, his eyes lazily trailing upwards to make eye contact with the teen, "you don't mind if I attack you, right? Considering you've been destroying my books ever since you met me, you don't like when I read that type of stuff. Maybe if I do it to you...?"
"Kakashi.... I'd like to ask you to stop talking nonsense," Karasu spoke, turning around to work on his mask, trying to hide the blush creeping onto his face, "If you dare try making a move on me, let me remind you that I'm equally as strong as you."
Kakashi got up from the bed, a creak signifying the action. Though Karasu felt Kakashi walk his way, he stiffened as he felt the older ANBU press against the back of his body seconds later. His hands fumbling as Kakashi's hand steals the mask from his grasp.
"Then let ME remind you of YOUR weakness." Karasu jumped in shock at the warm air blowing into his ear, shutting his eyes tightly as the blood rushed to his head. "The only time you can fight to your full strength is when you are hidden. Unknown underneath this little mask. But you can't always keep it on. And oh...You know you aren't close to my level yet, tiny Karasu. Mask or no mask."
"I wouldn't have been accepted in ANBU if I have such a weakness," Karasu shot back, standing his ground as the frustration built up from the insults from the Silverette.
"Really? You think so..." There was a pause of uncertainty, the tense atmosphere disappearing a bit, "Your ears are pink, Crow....Are you blushing-?"
"N-no!" Karasu exclaimed, answering too quickly, interrupting before his friend even finished. Karasu opened his mouth, slightly gaping as thoughts of what to say flew through his head. Kakashi watched in amusement. Going with 'Actions work better than words', Karasu shook his head wildly, spun around, and using his speed to his advantage, ran away.
Just as Karasu's fingers brushed the rust off the doorknob, two strong arms wrapped around his waist, pulling him up and back. Karasu yelped, his feet unconnected to the ground no more.
"You really think I'll let you go after that? Baka~" Karasu blushed a deeper shade than the blood from today, hearing the smirk and confidence in his senpai's voice.
"Ka-Kakashi, don't! You don't know what you're doing-You're drunk! I don't know how or when you got drunk, but you're drunk!" Karasu continued shouting in protest, clawing at the arms and kicking.
"Ow, that totally hurts, Karasu, considering you have nails the size of dust," Kakashi sarcastically replied, rolling his eyes at the Crow's actions and words, like being called 'drunk'.
Karasu made an "Opphf" sound as he was thrown onto the bed. Before Karasu could even say the first syllable of Scarecrow's name, soft lips with no mask involved crashed upon the brunette's. And since his mouth was going to form a sound, Kakashi's tongue already seized the inside with no mercy. Karasu moaned, unable to grasp the situation.... What kind of situation was it though?
It was an unsure situation, Karasu's hand pushing against Kakashi's chest, but with no relation to his real strength, his other hand twitching with shock, laying lazily against the bed. Kakashi moved Karasu's hands away, pinning them above his head, out of the way. Pulling away from the kiss, a trail of the saliva seemed to be one of the many things connecting them. Karasu, drawn in by the situation, breathed heavily, enjoying the pleasure, wanting the Silverette to continue, not stop. His eyes were cloudy, brimmed with tears. A blush dominating a majority of his pale face. He was hard. And since Kakashi's knee was closeby that area, he was sure he knew.
Kakashi smirked, staring down at the image. Satisfied with the image.
"Actually, I think this is better than the books. You don't mind if I do this to you than reading the books, do you?" Kakashi mused, leaning in closer. Karasu twitched, edging away while straining, only for his neck to be attacked, Kakashi left multiple hickeys, moans and groans escaping Karasu's mouth every millisecond. He pulled back, moving his free hand to the hem of Karasu's shirt, scolding him at the same time,"Na-ah~ Stay like that, my little Crow. I'll pleasure you if you listen. If you disobey, I'll pleasure AND torture you. You don't like my treasing, hmm?"
Kakashi lifted the shirt, going to tease the ripe pink nipples as an example.
"Ngh... ah...Ka-!..." Karasu jerked, the sensation too much for him. He thrusted his hips forward, grinding against Kakashi by accident, hearing a deep growling groan escape from Kakashi's throat.
"Karasu! What do you think you're doing?" Kakashi huskily asked, looking up at the boy who held in as many embarrassing sounds as he could. Karasu fought against the hold, twisting his wrists in Kakashi's grasp. "Really?" Kakashi asked in disbelief with a raised brow, sighing to just tie up the brunette for the struggle. "I warned you. Now, we're doing this the hard way."
"W-wait, Kakaa-"
"Hmmm?~" Kakashi hummed in question, stroking the rising member fast and then back to slow, changing the pace each time Karasu seemed to get accustomed. "You're really interesting in this situation."
Karasu started kicking again, unable to show his annoyance in any other way.
"You're basically just taking your pants off. I don't mind that."
Karasu rolled his eyes,panting as he tilted his head back to stare at the nicely knotted piece of fabric holding him back. He closed his mouth, gulping loudly, analyzing how to untie it. He heard Kakashi make a "T'sk, t'sk" sound, feeling the forced hand bringing his head back.
"Don't," Kakashi ordered, his eyes filled with total seriousness.
"You wouldn't... d-do this against my will," Karasu spoke, taking his opportunity to talk as Kakashi slowed the pace of rubbing his manhood. (Karasu: This is embarrassing...O///O)
"Why wouldn't I? I have no book to entertain me, which is your fault. And you seem to be enjoying this," Kakashi answered, still annoyed at the burnt book from before, he watched Karasu bit the bottom of his lip in a cute pout, "Lets enjoy ourselves together, ne?"
Karasu yanked at the hold, jerking his head away as Kakashi went to kiss him. Kakashi sighed, going for the Crow's ear instead. He gave a lick, feeling Karasu shiver beneath him, before nibbling it and then placing small kisses. Karasu made eye contact with Kakashi as he pulled away again, noticing a playful smirk on his lips.
"You won't-!" Kakashi smiled as he found the entrance, poking around for a feel. Karasu squirm from the touch.
"They say it's smoother to be on all four. Or we can try the rough way. I don't care either way."
Kakashi watched in amusement as Karasu's eyes changed, more of an acceptance appearing.
"You're a jerk, senpai," Karasu replied, turning around, "I'll enjoy myself, then I'll kill you later."
Kakashi showed shock before he smirked.
"You're so gonna regret those last four words, I assure you."
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A/N:
I like this pairing 😍❤ Kakashi and Karasu~ Equally pleasured for the night :D
Cover not mine!
I don't know if this is a one shot.
Should I continue it?