All for the Sake of Pleasure

Chapter 33

Kakashi glanced up from his son when he heard the front door open. Saki similarly shifted his gaze from his newest masterpiece to see his father come into the room. Letting out a squeal of joy, Saki lifted his paint-covered hands and grabbed at the air, demanding his father pick him up.
"Maa...are you okay?" Kakashi asked as he studied his lover, instantly noting the paleness of Iruka's face. There was also a line of stress between his brunet's eyebrows that worried him. Of course, this was not the first time Kakashi had seen Iruka like this. For the past two weeks, he had done his best to relieve Iruka's stress. But having his uke feel sick to his stomach for several days straight was something that was making them both understandably anxious.
"Tomorrow, I'm going to see Tsunade," Iruka admitted as he settled himself on the floor, lifting Saki into his arms. Despite the nausea that had been a constant companion for the past two weeks, Iruka found himself smiling as Saki squeaked, pointing at the vibrant swirls of color covering several pieces of paper.
"It isn't getting better?" Kakashi glanced from Iruka to their bubbly son. Iruka's condition – the nausea, the short temper, everything – it all pointed to one thing that horrified the academy teacher. Kakashi knew what Iruka's illness implied and, though he was terrified for his lover, a part of him was hesitantly excited.
Iruka rarely spoke of his pregnancy, but it was enough for Kakashi to understand just how difficult and dangerous those eight months had been for Iruka. Kakashi, as much as he loved their son, was not certain he wanted Iruka to go through such an ordeal again. Then, there was the side of him that was burning with anticipation. If Iruka was pregnant again, that meant Kakashi could be there for his lover this time. In some ways, he could make up for his mistakes with Saki – he could support Iruka and help him in any way possible as he should have a year ago.
Then there was the ultimate result of Iruka's condition that had Kakashi's heart race in a mixture of joy and terror. Another child. Was he prepared to have another son – or perhaps a daughter – when Saki was already proving to be more than a handful? Saki was more advanced than most of Iruka's students; what would happen if he and Iruka had two such little geniuses to take care of? Would this baby even be anything like Saki? Though Kakashi would love to have another child, a son or daughter that resembled him physically and a little less mentally would be much easier to handle than another Saki.
Uncertainty tore at Kakashi as his gaze bounced from between Iruka and Saki. Could he even deal with having two children so close in age? How would Iruka handle such a situation? They were just starting to accustom themselves to the necessary changes Saki brought about in their lives. Another child would shatter their fragile sense of comfort and calm.
Despite his many reservations, Kakashi still found a small smile pulling at his lips as he thought of having another child. Saki would love having a little sibling – a friend who was not far behind him in age. He would finally have someone besides adults and ninken to play with. Kakashi also knew that Iruka, as worried as he was, would welcome another member to their family with open arms. Naruto and Sasuke would spoil their new niece or nephew and, more than likely, do everything in their power to help Kakashi and Iruka with their offspring.
Kakashi, however, would be downright deliriously happy if Iruka's health was not risked with this pregnancy. Already, he had begun mentally listing names for his next son. No matter how much he thought about it, there was one name he liked above all the others. Obito. Kakashi knew his friend would have been elated to have Kakashi's son named after him. And, though he would be just as happy to have a daughter, Kakashi prayed for another son. He was terrified of what kind of overprotective father he would become when his daughter became a teenager and started dating.
He never said anything to Iruka, not wanting to worry his lover if Iruka's current illness had nothing to do with another child. He did not tell his lover about his dreams of the future, of coming home from missions to find two little brunets playing outside with the ninken pack. He did not tell Iruka how his heart constricted at the dream of Saki and his little brother making Kakashi and Iruka's lives hell with their schemes. He imagined a future where those two, despite their mischief, would be the best part of his life. He hoped for a long life at Iruka's side, watching their children grow up and have the peaceful life Kakashi fought his entire career for.
Iruka glanced up from one of Saki's adorable paintings – which looked eerily similar to his other father's Sharingan – to catch a glimpse of the warmth and longing in Kakashi's gaze. The chuunin smiled, not having to ask what was going through his lover's head. Those same thoughts – those fears, hopes and dreams – had been filling his head for the past two weeks as well.
Though he was uncertain he could deal with another pregnancy and having to raise another child when Saki was still so young, Iruka would gladly give Kakashi another child. The timing left much to be desired, but everything happened for a reason. Things would be difficult with having two toddlers – then, as if life could not get more stressful, two teenagers – Iruka knew he and Kakashi could find a way to make things work.
Iruka looked down at their son, wondering if Saki may have a brother or a sister in nine months. As much as he loved Saki, he prayed for a little girl. He could imagine a silver-haired child in pigtails, forcing her lanky father to sit at a tiny table and pretend to drink tea. Though the image of Kakashi having tea with stuffed animals was perfect, Iruka had the feeling that, even if they had a daughter, she may just be just as boyish as all the males she would be living with. Iruka was perfectly fine with that, so long as his children were happy and healthy. A part of him, however, could not help but hope that, one day when they actually planned a pregnancy, they could increase their family even more. Three – two boys and a girl – sounded like a perfect number.
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Iruka dropped his head into his hands, moaning quietly as he felt his life falling apart. The only thing keeping from leaping across the desk and strangling his Hokage was the gentle touch of Kakashi's hand on his shoulder. And even that was just a polite reminder that killing one's own beloved leader was generally considered a bad thing.
"So what can I do for the two of you?" No one deserved to sound so bubbly, much less the woman who was the root of all evil – and the cause of Iruka's current problem. If she wasn't so addicted to gambling, Iruka would have never accepted such a ridiculous mission and discovered the unique abilities his sexy no jutsu afforded him.
Despite his best attempts to keep his temper contained, Iruka snarled at her words. His nausea had already tore away at what little patience he had, but Tsunade's current good mood sent his stomach roiling, and Iruka was not about to throw up his breakfast. Kakashi, though it took him a whole loaf of bread, finally had made toast that wasn't burnt just to help ease Iruka's nausea. Then again, hurling his lovingly-made breakfast may be worth it if it wiped that self-satisfying smirk off his leader's face.
"I take that as a no to a quick wedding ceremony, ne?" Tsunade raised an eyebrow at her favorite teacher's growling. This was certainly not what she had been expecting to find when she was informed Iruka and Kakashi were waiting for her in her office. But whatever had gotten into the brunet this time, she could only hope it was Kakashi – it was about time the Copy Ninja finally screwed the living daylights out of Iruka.
With a sigh, Tsunade's dreams of performing an intimate, rushed wedding for the lovebirds were dashed. And she had so been hoping to confirm the rumors that Kakashi was going to marry the temperamental academy teacher. Personally, she had her money on Kakashi getting down on a knee within the next year. Naruto, the little bastard, actually picked a day – Christmas day this year. So help her, if the brat had some inside information he hadn't shared with her, she would kill him, heir or not. If only Sasuke wouldn't inherit the bloody fortune if something unthinkable happened to his lover...
The betting had already spiraled out of control. Somehow, Suna shinobi were in on it – and it was only spreading throughout all the Hidden Villages. How else to say 'congratulations' to one of the shinobi community's most infamous bachelors than a world-wide gamble on when he would grow a pair and ask?
"It happened again..." Iruka groaned into his hands, tearing Tsunade from her thoughts. Blinking a few times in confusion, she studied the two shinobi for some kind of enlightenment. Other than holding his head in his hands, Iruka looked fine – in fact, he looked like he had been well and thoroughly screwed, so there was a point in Kakashi's favor. His hair was loose, his clothes were rumpled, and he otherwise had that 'I-just-had-mind-blowing-sex-on-your-desk' look to him. The tall jounin, on the other hand, was currently wringing his hands together, his gaze refusing to meet Tsunade's. He too looked a bit disheveled, but then again, that was Kakashi's normal look, so she couldn't tell if it was just wishful thinking on her part.
"'It?'" she repeated curiously as she studied Kakashi more closely, sitting back so that she was no longer leaning on her desk, just in case her first impressions about the two shinobi was right. When she saw a pink tinge creep out from underneath his black mask, she very nearly fell out of her seat in surprise. So, it was something that embarrassed the notorious sex addict, eh? She had the feeling it had nothing to do with the suspiciously scattered and crumpled papers across the floor or their untidy appearances.
As though lightening struck, Tsunade was hit by a flash of inspiration. "You didn't..."
Oh, she was going to win this bet. Kakashi couldn't put off proposing with another little bundle of joy on the way! Despite the severity of their predicament, Tsunade found herself cackling under her breath, already tasting the money she was going to win this time. And it was going to be before Christmas, which meant Naruto would lose!
"He smiled at me...I couldn't help it!" Iruka whimpered as he finally lifted his gaze from the floor and gave Tsunade such a pitiful look that the Hokage very nearly slapped Kakashi for, however accidentally, giving his lover such anxiety. The only thing that kept her from snapping at the silver-haired man was the look in Kakashi's visible eye. Whatever else he was feeling, it was obvious Kakashi was blaming himself.
"I-I didn't even consider...the chances..."
"However unlikely, why don't I do some tests so you two can stop having panic attacks?" Tsunade suggested with a roll of her eyes to hide the greedy glint as she calculated just how much she was going to win. As bad as it was, she prayed that lightening struck twice and Iruka had made the miraculous happen a second time. It would only speed up the betting pool – and if only she could find out when Kakashi was planning on asking, she could choose a specific date. That and she might get the chance to do some research while Iruka was pregnant to see how such impossibility occurred. But, truthfully, she was more excited about the vast fortune she was going to win this time.
Maybe, if her luck held out, Iruka might just answer the burning question – and Tsunade could also finally win the bet that put her favorite brunet teacher in such a predicament in the first place!
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"So, two weeks since you two...experimented again?" Tsunade asked slowly as her eyes flickered over the pages in her hand. It was as though she was having a sickening sense of déjà vu. Elevated blood pressure, increased heart rate, weight loss, nausea. The only thing that didn't match was Iruka's completely normal hormone levels.
Focusing on his midsection and sensing no other chakra source other than Iruka's, she shook her head. Damn it! She was so hoping Iruka and Kakashi's irresponsible adventures in the bedroom had resulted in a second little miracle! But, even at two weeks, an embryo had enough of its own chakra for any medic to sense – if they knew to look for it. Not to mention, two weeks was too short for morning sickness to set in. Damn!
"You're fine – you're just working yourself up and that's what's making you sick, Iruka," she reported with a sigh. There went her hopes for a rushed wedding that would guarantee her fortune. Flipping to another set of pages, she raised an eyebrow as she read over the fertility test she all but had to blackmail Kakashi into taking when they came to her yesterday. Yes, there was damage and a great deal of scarring from the torture he had survived as a teenager and, in many ways, all of the doctors Kakashi had gone to were right.
"And you...you hit the jackpot with Saki – I don't know how you did it. Medically speaking, you're as sterile as my neutered pig," Tsunade said as she studied Kakashi for a reaction. The jounin winced at the crudeness of her words, but he nodded his head in understanding. But how else could she explain just how amazing it was for Kakashi to have fathered the little boy currently sleeping in his arms? Healthy men released hundreds of millions of sperm with each ejaculation – Kakashi was numbering in the teens. The phrase "it only takes one" came to mind.
"In all seriousness, the chances of the two of you having any other children..." Tsunade shook her head as she sighed. Damn it – she had so been so excited to have a chance to study Iruka while he was pregnant. With a glance down to Saki, the blonde could only wonder just how such a miracle could have occurred.
Saki was not just the result of a screwy jutsu of Iruka's; he was the only hope to repopulate the Hatake clan. As she studied the baby, Tsunade could not imagine how she hadn't seen it the moment the baby was born. Every feature that did not remind her of her favorite teacher screamed Kakashi. His beautiful blue eyes, his quirky personality, the intellect that was bordering on terrifying, the abilities that no child his age should have any kind of control over – all of those characteristics were so much like Kakashi, it was as though Tsunade had a brunet miniature of the silver-haired genius on her hands. She could only hope Kakashi's perversion didn't rub off on his child. She didn't know if she could handle another brilliant degenerate, but whose youth would give him an excuse to get away with pinching, leering, and otherwise mimicking Kakashi.
Of course, it did not help that Saki was already his father's son. The very fact that Saki now held the record for the youngest person to perform a transportation jutsu had been like an announcement to the shinobi world: the infamous Hatake Kakashi had reproduced. And, even though Kakashi and Iruka had not publicly revealed Saki's parentage, the congratulations were already pouring in from every other Hidden Village. Thankfully, Kakashi had not shown his face in the past few weeks as he recovered from Saki's disappearance. If he had, he would have been bombarded by presents and well-wishes...and the dreaded question: when's the wedding?
It was on everyone's mind. It was on the tips of their tongues. And, as was custom in the shinobi world, anything that was truly important was worth putting some money on. Because of Kakashi's fame as a shinobi – and infamy as a nymphomaniac – he deserved a betting pool that could purchase an entire Hidden Village.
Now all that was left for the supposedly confirmed bachelor was to marry Iruka before the brunet was snapped up by someone else. Then again, as she subtly watched the pair of shinobi, Tsunade knew that, no matter how long it took Kakashi to work up the courage, Iruka would not leave him. Those two were committed to one another.
She could see it in the quick glances they gave one another. She could see the regret in Iruka's eyes as he looked at his lover, wordlessly giving Kakashi his condolences for the results of the fertility tests. A part of Tsunade could not help but wonder if the flicker of sorrow in both of their eyes was due to Kakashi's sterility or discovering Iruka was not pregnant. Then again, it was not a stretch to see these two men as adoring parents of a pack of wild, genius children. What was even more surprising and telling was the way Iruka's fingers were woven between the jounin's and that Kakashi made no move to pull his hand away. Having gotten to know Kakashi over the years, Tsunade knew he did not show his emotions freely. He was guarded to the point of paranoia, but he was completely at ease with Iruka's hand in his own and the way the brunet leaned against him, resting his head on Kakashi's shoulder.
It was almost enough to bring tears to her eyes to see that her favorite pervert had finally found someone he was that comfortable with – that in love with that he didn't give a damn who saw his gentler side. All that Kakashi obviously cared about now was the two brunets who had turned his life upside down.
Oh, she was going to win this bet! And, as for the bet that left Iruka pregnant...Tsunade glanced at the brunet teacher and, seeing the love in his eyes as he snuggled against his tall partner, she knew that, no matter what Iruka determined the answer to be, at least two shinobi had won already.
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Wrinkling his nose, Iruka grumbled. Whoever thought Kakashi slept late was wrong. Ever since the jounin had moved in and his strength fully returned to him, Iruka was always the last to get up. Perhaps it was Kakashi's way of saying "thank you" for taking care of him while he was chakra depleted. If so, Iruka wished his lover's gratitude would run out soon.
With a huff, Iruka cracked open an eye and glowered at his smirking jounin, only able to see Kakashi because of the small nightlight they kept on so they did not stumble when they went to check on the baby. Shinobi, no matter how attuned they were to their environments, were never graceful when half-asleep.
Kakashi did nothing other than sit back on his heels as Iruka moved to sit up. The brunet could only study their position with a raised eyebrow. This definitely had to be the first time Kakashi was straddling him. Not that Iruka was complaining, however. The feeling of having Kakashi's powerful legs around him was nothing in comparison to the jolt of heat that hit him as he realized Kakashi was not wearing a single article of clothing. Neither was he.
Iruka had to bite his lip as Kakashi shifted, grinding his erection against Iruka's hardening member. Unable to stop himself, Iruka threw his head back as Kakashi began rocking his hips rhythmically. He was not about to complain about Kakashi's new method of waking him up – and, if his lover continued his slow torture, Iruka knew he wouldn't get the chance to go back to sleep before he had to get ready for work.
"W-wha...?" Iruka gasped, able to do little else as Kakashi's fingers began trailing along his chest. Damn the man! His chances of returning to sleep vanished the instant Kakashi's touch dipped lower down. Truthfully, Iruka happily waved the promise of sleep goodbye as warm fingers caressed his hip.
In the past few weeks since Iruka and Kakashi had renewed their relationship, there had been little to do other than groan in frustration every time Saki let out a wail, interrupting their heavy petting. Then there was Pakkun's uncanny ability of poking his head into the bedroom, catching them just as Kakashi was about to thrust into him. No matter what his question or statement, it was enough to make their arousals flag. What better way to suck all passion from the moment than Pakkun demanding they let him outside or else he would leave them presents? Iruka never hated the heavy shields and jutsu that covered every inch of Iruka's apartment as much as he did in those moments. Those seals made it impossible for anyone to transport in or out of the apartment unless they were summoned. Iruka and Kakashi just had to step outside to be able to transport themselves, but Pakkun, on the other hand, could not open doors, so he was dependant on Iruka or Kakashi to let him outside.
If it was not for the fact the seals were in place to keep Saki in his nursery, Iruka might have said to hell with the additional protection just so that he could have some uninterrupted time with Kakashi.
Iruka could easily count the number of times he had been well and thoroughly fucked by his lover in the past month. Twice – it was pitiful. Once, he had been a woman and his brother had heard them from the other room. The other time was an absolutely glorious bout on Tsunade's desk before the Hokage came into her office. Kakashi said part of the thrill was the possibility of being caught – all that mattered to Iruka was that he was finally getting sex, even if it meant being bent over their kage's desk while she was on her way to her office.
Iruka could not stifle his groan as Kakashi's long fingers wrapped around his member. Whatever got into his lover this morning, Iruka was damned happy he somehow convinced his pug and the baby to leave the apartment before the sun even rose up. Wait a minute...
"Where is Saki?" Iruka asked slowly as he eyed Kakashi, ignoring for a moment the ripples of pleasure the jounin's touch was sending through him.
"Training?" Kakashi replied, his tone screaming that he had done something. All it took was a hardened look – and a well-timed thrust of his hips – for Iruka to make the jounin to groan and drop the pretence. "I-I told Pakkun to drop him off at Sasuke's...or else I'd have him neutered..." he admitted, his pale cheeks taking on a pink tinge that told Iruka many, many more words had been exchanged between the Copy Ninja and his loyal, yet eccentric, pug.
Iruka could only imagine that Kakashi had ranted and raved about how horny he was for the pug to disappear without giving Iruka a single knowing smirk, revealing with just one look that Kakashi's perversion had rubbed off on his ninken. Or the other way around – Iruka was not too sure who had taught the other, but of the two males, Kakashi was definitely far better at making him blush furiously. Then again, that might be due to the fact he knew just how to make Iruka scream.
"What did you promise him?" Iruka asked between gasps as his lover continued touching him, teasing him to the point Iruka almost didn't care that Pakkun was aware of what Kakashi had planned for their morning.
"He wants to win the bet..."
Those few words made Iruka's eyes snap open as he jerked back, his 'what' coming out a squeak of indignation. There was only one bet Iruka was aware of – and it was one he was doing his best to forget. How could Tsunade be so heartless to invite other people to join in the betting? How the hell many people knew just what Iruka had done in a moment of insanity by agreeing to take on a mission without listening to the particulars first?
Iruka had fully explained the bet to Kakashi in the same breath as begging for forgiveness the other week when he had thought he was pregnant, once again. It was a lapse in judgment, to even consider using Kakashi for Tsunade's stupid bet. He had not meant to use Kakashi as callously as he had. But he could not regret taking on the mission. It had given him Saki and Kakashi – far more than Iruka had ever expected to have.
"He and Naruto agree...men enjoy sex more than women," Kakashi stated calmly as though he was not currently straddling his brunet, stroking Iruka's cock. Though it took every fiber of his being to keep his voice under control, it was worth the splutter and instant reddening of Iruka's cheeks as understanding dawned on his lover.
"H-How many people?" Iruka asked hesitantly, fearing that there was a reason Kakashi was bringing up that damn bet at a time like this. And why was Pakkun of all people joining the bet? Iruka refused to tell Tsunade what he had discovered. It was just too personal, considering he would be talking about his sex life with Kakashi to the most perverse woman in Konoha. Doctor or no, she had no reason to ask Iruka how fantastic Kakashi was at sex. The dawning realization that this was no longer a small, intimate bet between friends made Iruka experience a whole new level of performance anxiety – and anger unlike anything he had ever felt before.
"Most of the elite shinobi...the Elders...some wealthier civilians who could afford the minimum bet..." With every word that came from Kakashi's lips, Iruka felt his heart skip a beat. And then came the coup de grace. "And...it might have spread to Suna...Gaara's banking on women..."
"DO YOU PEOPLE HAVE NO LIVES!" Iruka screeched, already hyperventilating. He had always tried to be a respectable teacher, but how was he going to stand being at the academy, knowing his students' parents were betting on his sex life? And, with the older pre-genin, would he have to wonder if they were aware of what their once-innocent Iruka-sensei had done over a year ago?
"Maa...don't worry – I'll win the bet..."
"You...are...in...on...it?" Iruka ground out so slowly, the jounin knew he was in trouble. Ignoring the flicker of fear he felt when Iruka's angry eyes focused on him, Kakashi smiled broadly. "Why the hell are you betting?"
"Because I know the answer..." Kakashi stated as he leaned forwards, brushing his lips against his fuming lover's nose. "And I'm not letting anyone profit off of you or our son," he added, watching as Iruka's anger vanished with those words. Kakashi did not have to ask why Iruka was now looking at him in a mixture of joy and awe. No matter how many times he admitted it, whether verbally or mentally, it still hit him the same. My son...our son. It was still beyond comprehension that Saki was his and Iruka's child. He was a father. He had kept part of the promise to his father and started his own family, no matter how unconventional it was.
And, in many ways, Kakashi had been able to keep the other part of his father's request, to bring honor to their family's name. In fact, he had done one better. The Hatake clan was no longer despised because of Kakashi's distinguished career, and no longer was the memory of his father something that made people cringe. Hatake Sakumo's name became one of respect the moment his grandson was born, taking the name of the powerful and loyal shinobi who had taught Kakashi what it meant to care for others.
"And what is the answer?" Iruka asked, curious to know what Kakashi's take on the bet was. Of all the people in Konoha, his lover was probably the best expert on sex, having slept with so many people. But, from the warmth that was in Kakashi's mismatched eyes, the silver-haired man was not thinking about his past lovers. In fact, from the far-away look in his eyes, Kakashi thoughts had nothing to do with the bet.
Shaking himself from his thoughts, Kakashi considered his lover's question. "You..." Kakashi whispered with a gentle brush of his lips against Iruka's. Sitting back on his heels, he took a shaky breath as he unintentionally pressed his erection against his lover's. "The b-best sex I've ever had has been with y-you..."
The hitch in his lover's voice did not escape Iruka. Just to get Kakashi back for all the times he tortured Iruka to the point of insanity – only to be interrupted by Saki or Pakkun – Iruka smirked. Somehow, he found the self-control to keep his voice even as his fingers innocently began travelling along Kakashi's muscular thighs.
"So men? I'm never going to hear the end of it from Naruto..." Iruka mumbled as he shook his head, his fingers caressing the tops of his lover's thighs, dipping to teasingly brush against Kakashi's inner thighs. When he felt Kakashi's body shake on top of him, he raised an eyebrow at the jounin's silent laughter. "What? And not to mention, you've never felt what it's like as a woman..."
"I know...b-but I meant that it's because I love you," Kakashi replied as he returned to grinding his hips against Iruka. Unable to help himself, Iruka blushed at his lover's words. Kakashi was everything he could have asked for, but had never even thought he would be lucky enough to find. He could be harsh and cold to those who would harm him or those he cared for, but Iruka knew him as the man who could say such affectionate, adorable things while still speaking the truth. Then again, Kakashi was also an unrepentant pervert and that part of him was never far from his cuddlier loving side.
"B-But, we may just have to explore all avenues...yo-you know, so no one can argue our meth-methods..." Even with his panting, Kakashi somehow was able to get his point across.
Iruka squeaked; he knew that perverse tone of voice. It promised passion and mind-blowing pleasure. But those words and his lover's breathlessness made him tremble for a whole other host of reasons. "Avenues?" he repeated questioningly, understanding dawning on him as Kakashi continued slowly shifting against him. There was only one reason he could come up with to explain why his seme was taking Iruka's customary position.
"Maa...I have a lot to teach you about pl-pleasure...probably a whole lifetime's worth..." Kakashi theorized as his breathing hitched, his rocking picking up speed. "But we should sta-start with the basics..." With those words, he caught one of Iruka's hands in his own and brought his brunet's fingertips up to his lips. Gingerly, he nibbled at the sensitive pads before taking them into his mouth.
"K-Kakashi?" Iruka gasped questioningly as his lover began to suck on his fingers. Damn, was this what Kakashi felt every time Iruka had teased him? He had no idea! Biting his lower lip to stifle a whimper, Iruka dropped his head back onto the pillow as he closed his eyes, focusing his attention on the positively amazing things Kakashi was doing with his tongue and teeth.
Slowly, Kakashi's attentions drifted up his lover's palm and to his wrist, reveling in the unmarred, satiny skin that, from the gasp Iruka released, was even more responsive than his fingertips. Nuzzling his brunet's inner arm, Kakashi continued his torturously slow path up Iruka's arm, leaving enough marks that Iruka would not be wearing short sleeves for some time.
"So, first things first..." Kakashi said between nips to Iruka's sensitive flesh, amazed that his voice somehow remained steady enough to be understandable. And, from the slight paling of Iruka's features, his lover had understood his words perfectly. But not even Iruka could have anticipated what came out of Kakashi's mouth next.
"Teach me your sexy no jutsu."