Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Can I keep You ? ❯ Chapter 20

Can I keep you?

Sequel to Pumpkins and Ravens

Main Pairings: Kakashi/Iruka, Sasuke/Naruto and others

Part of my 100 themes challenge.

 

Part 20 - Waiting (55)

 

Iruka and Kakashi continued moving around the kitchen making dinner as they could hear the two boys's bickering. Iruka turned to the door when all became rather quiet, stealthily moving to peer around into the now vacant living room. When he went to walk out into the lounge to find them he felt warm calloused fingers curl around his fore arm. He turned confused chocolate orbs on the Copy-nin, before the elder nin released him. He watched in fascination as the other man moved forward and he felt his skin warm at their sudden proximity. The chuunin's eyes slid shut as he felt the warm breath ghost across his cheek and back to his ear making the loose strands of hair falling over his face tickle against his flushed skin.

 

Kakashi leant into the other man, loving the soft look that took over the teachers face, the warm blush and the slight parting of his lips as his breathing increased. He smiled softly behind the mask as he let his breath caress the chuunin's soft looking skin. He let his masked covered nose run along the very edge of Iruka's ear as he spoke softly, “Leave them be `Ruka. Their either plotting or making out in private - you know Sasuke gets uncomfortable in public situations.” The jounin couldn't help but love the closeness, inhaling the chuunin's warm scent from his hair as subtly as possible. He felt the first stirrings of need low in his stomach and reluctantly pulled away, letting his fingertips brush along the fine hairs on Iruka's arm.

 

Iruka felt his whole body tremble at the tender touch to his ear and the feather light caress along his arm. He almost didn't remember what he had been about to do, swallowed up in thoughts and feelings all revolving around Kakashi. He shook his head lightly when the other nin moved away, he could see the smile in the curve of his eye but he let a sigh of frustration slip out. He could see they both wanted to be closer and he was sure the jounin, one of the most intelligent shinobi in Konoha, felt it too. He turned his gaze to the other man watching him putting some distance between them, as much as you could in the small kitchen, as he returned to the chopping board.

 

Kakashi had moved away from Iruka for that very reason, his body sparking to attention at the proximity. It had become bad enough that he often found himself waking with his body standing to attention, something he hadn't had to deal with in many years. The chuunin made him want and his body need more than he had ever felt for anyone else. But he didn't want to push the chuunin, his aggressive tendencies had caused enough problems and he hoped that Iruka would feel less hesitant for being the aggressor. Unfortunately that little plan wasn't working out quite the way he'd hoped. His body was fraught with tension and he had found himself curled around the chuunin's body numerous times when he knew he had gone to sleep on his own side of the bed.

 

Iruka returned to his own work at the stove, stirring the soba noodles in the wok as the jounin prepared the vegetables. He could see the other man's attention was miles away and he hoped he didn't end up cutting himself through his carelessness. He eyed the noodles as he flipped them over, not really looking at the dish they were creating but remembering the feel of Kakashi's body moulded to his own almost every morning. He was so warm and his scent made him feel safe and comforted. He had wanted to clobber the other nin when he had tried to seruptiously slide away from him when he had woken to find them twined together. Iruka had managed to continue to feign sleep as the Copy-nin made his way to the bath room. When he was finally alone once more in their bed he couldn't help but feel a heavy weight on his chest, had he caused too many problems for the older shinobi? Was it that he wasn't interested? All the signs, the subtle touches the longing looks spoke against that idea and yet... why hadn't he made a move yet?

 

Kakashi turned automatically when he heard a loud thump from the lounge and caught Iruka looking startled as they both moved to the doorway. He let his hand drop down to his side to gently stroke the backs of Iruka's tanned fingers as they looked on the scene in the lounge. Kakashi couldn't help but smile at the fiasco playing out; it looked like Naruto had been a little too friendly with his lover resulting in a bristling raven and a thoroughly chastened blond. He turned a fond gaze to the chuunin as he heard the faintest hint's of a chuckle slipping past his covered mouth. He couldn't resist making that sound audible. He reached around and poked the other man in the side, carefully wriggling his fingers along the teachers t shirt covered muscles.

 

Iruka couldn't help but want to laugh at the two boy's, their antics often made him feel lighter and he had wondered on occasion if they had done it on purpose to cheer him up when he had a stressful day. He covered his lips with his hand to stifle the sounds trying to escape - he didn't want Sasuke to think they were picking on him, not that he would ever admit it. He could feel Kakashi's hand lightly brushing against his own as it hung by his side and he felt the hairs all up his arms stand on end at the touch. What he hadn't been prepared for was the sudden assault on his side, searching fingers curling and shifting mercilessly against his cloth covered abdomen and he couldn't help sputtering slightly before his laughter rang out across the room.

 

Kakashi beamed at the chuunin as he laughed harder and harder as his fingers relentlessly probed his sides. He felt the air beside him displace and then his hands were being swatted away from the teacher as he attempted a stern look with molten chocolate orbs filled with mirth. He turned an innocent looking smoky grey orb on the chuunin as he spoke, “What is it sensei?” He smiled at the slight flush that title got him before the other man turned back away from him mumbling under his breath. He could hear the faintest parts before he chose to move closer and lean on the counter next to the man, “What was that Iruka?”

 

Iruka focused on the wok as he stirred its contents, trying to calm his racing heart as he mumbled expletives under his breath at the other man. When Kakashi propped himself up against the counter, his sultry sounding voice penetrating his slight haze he turned back to the other man, spatula still in hand as he shook it at the jounin, “I will get you for that.” He watched as a half cooked noodle went flying across to land on the jounin's grey shirt where he had been shaking the utensil at the other man. He looked between the noodle clinging to the other man's shoulder and back up at the Copy-nin's face, as he watched the wayward noodle with rapt attention. They looked up in unison, eyes connecting before they both burst into soft peals of laughter at the ridiculousness of it all.

 

Kakashi couldn't help but laugh at the noodle dangling from his shoulder, seeing the chuunin looking far more relaxed than he had in days other than when he was asleep. He couldn't help but tease softly, “If that was getting me back you'll have to try harder `Ruka.” He watched the younger nin blush and smile softly, his eyes coming up to stare at the jounin from under heavy lids before his velvety warm voice filled the Copy-nin's ears, “Perhaps I will.” Kakashi felt a shudder of pure lust rip through him at the sexy tone and the steady gaze from the chuunin, finding himself moving forward to plant his hands on either side of slender hips, thumbs hooking through the belt loops of the chuunin's trousers before he leant in. He felt need thrumming through him as he starred deep into silky chocolate orbs, shifting so his nose rested against the chuunin's. He spoke in a sensual purr, “I think I'd like that sensei.”

 

Iruka felt heat flood his cheeks even as his eyes slid shut at the sound of Kakashi voice filled his sense, the tone promised pleasure ad he was more than willing to take it. When he felt the Copy-nin moving, hips pressing against him as one hand released his belt loops he kept his eyes closed, taking in every touch every feeling that was making his body hum happily. He felt something soft brush his cheek, before he happened again, warm breath preceding the tender touch as he felt soft lips littering tender kisses across his cheeks and over the bridge of his nose. He didn't want to open his eyes in hopes that it would prolong the moment, then he felt that breath shift over his lips and just the lightest brush of soft lips pressed to his own before he felt fingers trailing up his back. He couldn't help but flinch instinctively when they reached his neck.

 

Kakashi had peeled his standard issue mask down so he could press his lips to the chuunin's flushed skin. He had no idea where the urge had come from but he needed to feel Iruka's skin beneath his mouth, to touch it freely with his lips bare of any barrier. He scattered the light kisses all over the teachers face coming to a halt over his lips. When he let himself move ever so slightly forward he felt the first silky soft touch of Iruka's lips against his own, it sent warm tingles through his lips and all across his body his hair stood on end. The feeling was so tender and warm he couldn't help but want more. He let his hand curl around the chuunin, trailing slowly up his back, when he was about to rest his fingers at the nape of Iruka's neck he felt the man flinch back and even though he knew it wasn't on purpose his heart fell. The moment lost as he tried to retreat.

 

Iruka couldn't help grabbing onto the older nin's shirt and holding on tightly, knowing as soon as he'd done it that the other man would try to pull away. “Kakashi please don't...I'm sorry...I didn't mean...” His voice sounded so desperate and he couldn't help but want the Copy-nin to be there to hold him. He looked up into a lone smoky eye and watched as long pale fingers finished putting the mask back in place. Iruka sighed loudly, feeling guilty for making the jounin feel unwanted. The chuunin wanted what had been happening with every fibre in his being, his body and mind calling out for the other nin with everything he had. “Kakashi....”

 

Kakashi turned back to the other man, taking in the dejected posture and he felt his own sigh slip from his now covered lips. He felt his heartache for the other nin but also from the pain of guilt that had plagued him since he had all but attacked the other man a few weeks before. He heard the lonely tone in the chuunin's voice as he whispered his name and he tapped the other nin on the brow, knowing he would only get another bad reaction if he attempted to hook his fingers under the teachers chin and force his face upwards. When twin chocolate orbs looked up at him with a distinctly sad expression he moved forward one more, resting their foreheads together Kakashi whispered softly to the younger nin, “I am sorry Iruka - I did this to you and I don't know how to undo it.”

 

Iruka looked up at the other man, feeling the warmth of skin and the press of cool metal as their foreheads rested together. When Kakashi spoke of his... affliction he shook his head vehemently before speaking, “It's not your fault Kashi' please don't think that. I... I'm sorry.” He gripped the Copy-nin's wrist attempting to ensure the other male didn't try to shift away. Iruka released the shirt he had been gripping so tightly to stroke his fingers over the exposed skin above Kakashi mask, “I'm sorry.” He leant in and pressed his own soft kiss to masked clad lips before drawing away, heat radiating from his face.

 

Kakashi felt the press of lips through the cloth and his eye fell closed at the warm pressure, wishing it was a direct press of those soft petals to his own. When the other nin drew back once more he lifted a heavy lid to gaze at the other nin, humming softly in his throat, “Hmmm... I could get used to that.” He softly nuzzled his cloth covered nose against the chuunin's before they heard another bang and a yelp from the living room. They shared an eye roll before moving apart and after a brief check into the living room and discovering Sasuke had walloped Naruto over the head again they retreated to the kitchen to finish dinner. A comfortable silence fell as they worked lost in thought as they let their hands lightly touch and their bodies brush whenever they were close.

 

*****

 

A few hours later....

 

Iruka walked towards the bathroom, clean towels in hand as he turned to the small cupboard to the right of the closed door. He could hear the water flowing as Kakashi was taking a shower. The boy's had left slightly early today and Iruka had been a little concerned with the strange looks and odd excuses of needing to get some sleep as they had stumbled out of the door. The chuunin's head snapped up when he heard a loud thump and a deep moan from the other nin and he didn't hesitate to rattle the door handle, finding it unlocked he snapped the door back on its hinges as he strode forward into the steam filled bathroom. As he was about to call out to the jounin, making sure he hadn't hurt himself too badly, the steam seemed to part like a curtain and there stood a very naked, very wet Hatake Kakashi.

 

Iruka felt his head go light as his body responded to the sight of the other man, his head pressed into the crook of his arm as he leant it against the wall for support. As his chocolate orbs absorbed every inch of the well toned physique, trailing ever lower he felt his face warm as he caught sight of long pale fingers curled around a thick, hard cock, the head flushed a deep crimson as he pumped slowly with his hands and his hips. This man was absolutely stunning, not to mention the sexiest sight he'd had the pleasure to lay eyes on. He heard Kakashi whisper in a husky voice, “'Ruka...nahhh.” as his head fell back on his shoulders and that toned ass clenched and thrust under his unwavering gaze.

 

The chuunin licked his lips as his mouth ran dry at the sight of his current flat mate and object of his affection thrusting rhythmically into his talented fingers, as he called out for him. Iruka's body hummed with appreciation as it came alive, blood pumping faster as it flooded south, the press of his arousal against the seam of his trousers causing a soft groan that didn't quite catch the jounin's attention. He whispered softly to the other nin, knowing he couldn't hear him over the pudding of the shower or the sweet sound of slapping flesh and raw moans leaving his exposed mouth, “Kashi' so damn sexy. I want you.”

 

He shut the door quietly behind him, turning the small lock soundlessly and pressing his back to the door as he looked into the steam filled room once more.