Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Indecent Exposure ~ A Naruto Fan-Fic (K/I) ❯ Chapter 2

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Indecent Exposure
A 'Naruto' fan-fiction by Ookami Kasumi
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~ Two ~
 
Iruka leapt through the night-dark forest to land feet first on the branch of the big tree. He winced. Jumping from tree to tree, or rather landing on tree after tree with an erection was not a pleasant experience. The speed he was going was not helping matters at all. Iruka scowled at the jounin flitting through the branches of the trees ahead of him. Damn you Kakashi! Must you go at top speed ALL the time?
 
The good news was that because of the speed they were traveling, they were only an hour away from home. The bad news was that his erection showed no signs of flagging and they were an HOUR away from home.
 
Iruka rolled his eyes and jumped to catch up with the speeding jounin. Damn it! Why does this shit always have to happen after my missions? Knowing that his erection was merely the result of the adrenaline and endorphin rush from exposure to danger didn't help one bit. The fact that it was a normal and fairly common reaction among any type of soldier, not just ninja, wasn't of any comfort either.
 
Iruka did not like things out of his control, especially not his body -- and his body had a nasty habit of getting him into trouble whenever he finished a mission. In short, his body turned into a slut that would take on anyone that would have him any way they wanted him.
 
Iruka ground his teeth and kept jumping. He was determined to make it home and take care of his problem in his own bathroom -- for once.
 
After a particularly long jump, Iruka landed just fine, but his groin was bounced just a bit too hard, triggering a rather sharp ache that turned his knees to jelly. He gasped in shock and grabbed onto a nearby branch to keep from slipping from his perch.
 
Two seconds later, Kakashi landed on Iruka's branch. "Is there a problem?" He pushed up his forehead protector, uncovering his whirling red eye. "You're flushed and your eyes are dilated wide open." He ripped off his right glove and set his palm against Iruka's face. "You're running a slight temperature too. You're not hiding any wounds, are you?"
 
Iruka suddenly got the impression that Kakashi was frowning. Though, how he could tell in the dark when the man's face was masked, he had no idea. Far more alarming was the fact that Kakashi's hand felt awfully good against his face.
 
Iruka ducked out from under Kakashi's warm hand. "No, no, I'm not wounded, but I..." No way in hell was he going to tell Kakashi that he was having problems making the long jumps because of an erection! The solution of course, was to get rid of it as quickly as possible. In short, jack off. "Can I have a few minutes, in private?"
 
Kakashi's smile was evident, even with the mask. "Oh, you need a potty-break?"
 
Iruka winced and looked away. "Um, something like that."
 
Kakashi's one visible brow rose. "Hm?" Lightning fast he reached down with his bare and hand to cup Iruka's crotch, and his erection. "Ah... You're aroused."
 
Iruka jerked back. "Kakashi!" Unfortunately, the branch wasn't particularly wide. His heel landed on air, which tipped him backwards off the branch. Before it even registered that he was falling head-first toward the ground some four or five stories below, his reflexes kicked in. He executed a quick hard tuck that flipped him right-side-up, targeted the next sturdy branch, twisted to adjust his trajectory, concentrated his chakra energy into his feet, and landed lightly. The leaves didn't even rustle.
 
Half a breath later, Kakashi landed almost violently hard on the same branch, practically rocking the whole tree. Eyes wide, he lunged at Iruka and wrapped his arms around him, crushing him chest to chest back against the tree's trunk. "You okay?"
 
Iruka rolled his eyes and huffed. "Kakashi, the day I fall out of a tree and actually hit the ground is the day I retire from training pre-genin how not to fall out of trees."
 
Kakashi's one visible eye crinkled in open amusement. "Do those exercises a lot, eh?"
 
Iruka curled his lips in the parody of a cheery smile. "A full two hours every Wednesday, for the past six years!" He wriggled in Kakashi's tight hold. From what he could feel through the slender man's green uniform, his muscles appeared to be made of rock-hard cable-wire.
 
For a brief instant, he wondered what it must look like -- during sex.
 
Iruka slammed a lid on his wayward imagination and renewed his wiggling. "Kakashi, you can let go now."
 
"Are you sure, Iruka-sensei?" Kakashi's knee slid between Iruka's legs, his thigh pressing right up against Iruka's erection.
 
The pressure felt good, too good. Iruka's entire body went rigid with carnal urgency. He bit his lip to keep back the groan just dying to come out. The adrenaline jolt from falling hadn't dented his libido one bit. In fact, it seemed to have made it worse. It took every drop of willpower he had not to hump Kakashi's leg.
 
Kakashi chuckled softly in his ear. "Wow, you didn't even lose your hard-on."
 
Iruka aimed a glare at the jounin. "Thank you for pointing that out."
 
Kakashi smiled and nodded. "My pleasure." His leg shifted, and rubbed.
 
The painfully sweet slide of hard muscle directly against his rigid cock nearly crossed Iruka's eyes. He sucked in a sharp breath and the slightly musky scent of clean masculine sweat and fresh green leaves filled his nose. God, does he have to smell good too? The urgency in his balls tightened and something deep inside pulsed hungrily. Shit! Iruka closed his eyes and concentrated on not grabbing onto Kakashi's shoulders and grinding against that sinfully delicious leg. "It's just a reaction from the mission."
 
Kakashi nodded. "I get that too." He leaned close to whisper against Iruka's ear. "Give you a hand with that?"
 
Urgent heat flushed through Iruka's entire body. Worse still, his cock jumped -- while it was still in contact with Kakashi's knee.
 
"I take it that's a yes?" Kakashi's hands slid down Iruka's back to grab his butt, and squeezed.
 
Iruka shuddered and grabbed onto the jounin's shoulders. "God damn it!" He hated giving in, but he just couldn't stop himself. He rocked forward to rub his cock against Kakashi's leg -- and his hip came in contact with Kakashi's equally hard cock. Kakashi was in the same condition he was. Suddenly Iruka didn't feel so bad.
 
Kakashi groaned against Iruka's ear and ground his cock against Iruka's hip. "Damn, you smell good."
 
Iruka chuckled weakly. "I was just thinking the same thing about you."
 
Kakashi abruptly released Iruka and stepped back. "This tree is entirely too small."
 
Iruka blinked at him, his brain hazy with lust. "What?"
 
Kakashi winked. "Follow me." He back flipped off the branch and bounced into the next tree.
 
Iruka rolled his eyes. "Great, more jumping." He leapt after the man.
 
Strangely, Kakashi's route led steadily downward, far from the upper branches they normally traveled. The jounin finally stopped on the forked branch of a particularly monstrous tree. The trunk was bigger around than the Hokage tower. The branch he waited on was only one storey from the ground but almost a full body-length in width.
 
Iruka landed next to him. "What...?"
 
Kakashi pulled down his mask, grabbed Iruka by the pony-tail, and yanked him close to cover Iruka's open mouth with his. His free arm slid around Iruka's waist, pulling their bodies together. His tongue made an almost violent intrusion.
 
Out of sheer self-defense, Iruka was forced to parry Kakashi's tongue with his own. He grabbed onto Kakashi's shoulders to keep from toppling over from the raw force. At the same time, confusion washed through him. Why is he kissing me? Kissing was reserved for lovers, not for...mutual masturbation -- mission sex. Even so, he couldn't help but notice that Kakashi tasted of fresh water with a slight hint of masculine arousal. He tasted clean. He tasted...good.
 
Kakashi didn't let up. His lips and tongue pushed hungrily at Iruka's as though starved, their teeth occasionally clicking.
 
Iruka moaned and gave up trying to understand what was going on in favor of simply following where Kakashi led. He didn't want to think anymore. His cock was rubbing right up against Kakashi's and it felt so good to just...let go.
 
Kakashi's hand slid from Iruka's hair. While his mouth continued to plunder Iruka's, both hands slid down to grab Iruka's hips with bruising force. He stepped forward, urging Iruka backwards with his hands, and his mouth.
 
Iruka stepped back, trusting that the jounin wouldn't shove him off the branch. Three steps later, he felt the trunk of the tree against his back.
 
Kakashi pulled back, his solitary blue-grey eye flicking back and forth between Iruka's eyes. He reached up to tug down the zipper of his flack jacket.
 
Iruka wiped at the saliva sliding from the corner of his mouth and down his chin. Do I really want to do this? His cock pulsed with brutal urgency. Iruka winced. I suppose that answers my question. He let the backpack slide from his shoulders to rest against the trunk of the tree and unzipped his jacket.
 
Kakashi licked his lips, then leaned close to frame Iruka's shoulders with his hands braced against the trunk of the tree. His lips brushed against Iruka's ear. "I want you. I want in you. Can I have you?"
 
Carnal heat surged though Iruka so hard, his head went light. On top of that, his cock throbbed. He hadn't taken a lover into his body in so long... He swallowed hard. "Yes."
 
Kakashi closed his eye. "I don't think I can be slow, or gentle." His eye opened, and it was nearly all black with only a hint of blue around the iris. "Are you okay with that?"
 
Iruka licked his lips. "Yeah." The way his body was raging, he didn't think he could handle slow or gentle right then.
 
"Good." Kakashi took a deep breath. "Turn around and drop your pants."
 
It was probably the crudest come-on Iruka had ever heard. That didn't stop him from turning to face the trunk and unfastened his pants. He let them drop to his knees. His freed cock was so hard it arched straight up toward his navel and pulsed in time with his heart. He leaned forward and set his palms on the rough bark.
 
Behind him, Kakashi groaned. "Holy fuck you've got a fine ass."
 
Iruka almost laughed, but he was too damned excited to do more than crack a smile. "Thanks."
 
Fabric rustled, then something made an obscenely wet squirting sound.
 
Startled, Iruka looked over his shoulder. What the...?
 
Kakashi held up a small, clear plastic, squeeze-tube. "Burn gel. For lube."
 
Iruka blinked. "Good choice." He turned back to face the tree.
 
There was a brief wet smacking sound.
 
Iruka knew that sound. Kakashi was clearly greasing his cock. He licked his lips and wondered if Kakashi was going to plunge right in.
 
A hot hand cupped Iruka's left butt cheek, then cold slippery fingers slid down his crack to press against his anus. "Push out."
 
Iruka blinked. He's prepping me? It was awfully...considerate, though he was not about to complain. He pushed out hard, opening his body.
 
Two fingers slid in deep. They swirled around and pressed against the little bundle of nerves hidden within.
 
The sudden electric of shock of raw pleasure made Iruka arch back and forced a loud gasping moan from his throat. Damn... The man clearly knew exactly what he was doing. He writhed back against the fingers for more.
 
Kakashi groaned, but obligingly pressed his fingers deeper. "You're making it hard to hold back."
 
Iruka undulated, his spine arching and flexing, then rolling. "Good."
 
Kakashi hissed in a breath then spat it back out. "Shit." He pulled his fingers free. Suddenly, he pressed against Iruka's back, his body rigid and warm. The hot slippery head of his cock nudged at Iruka's entrance. His left arm slid around Iruka then up under his shirt to grip his shoulder. "Ready?"
 
Iruka bent his knees slightly and gripped the bark of the tree. He closed his eyes. "Do it." He pushed hard, opening his body.
 
The slick and broad head of Kakashi's cock pressed inward.
 
Iruka clenched his teeth. The ache of being penetrated by a thick rigid object was less than comfortable, but the sharp pain that signaled tearing was entirely absent.
 
The flared edge of Kakashi's cock slid within.
 
The ring of his anal muscles contracted a small amount and the ache eased. Iruka huffed out a breath in relief. The hard part was done.
 
Kakashi looped his other arm around Iruka's hips and pulled, shoving the rest of his rigid shaft in, and in, and in...
 
Iruka groaned. Kakashi was very, very hard. It felt like an iron bar was being shoved up his ass. He couldn't help but lift up onto the balls of his feet. "How long the fuck, are you?"
 
Kakashi groaned and his fingers bit into Iruka's shoulder. "Compliments are not helping my self-control at the moment." He sucked in a breath. "Fuck...you're tight." He pulled back and surged in, hard.
 
Pressure slammed into that hungry little spot deep within. Pleasure detonated with a brutally intense electrical jolt that shock-waved throughout his entire pelvic region -- and by the gods, it was good! So, so, so good! Violent delight raced up his spine to flare white in his skull. Iruka threw back his head and choked out a shout.
 
Kakashi froze. "You okay?"
 
Iruka shuddered. Oh gods, he was asking questions? "I'm fine, damn it! Shut up and fuck me!" He rolled his hips in impatience.
 
Kakashi snorted. "Greedy little shit..." He pulled back and slammed back in.
 
The force of the thrust rocked Iruka forward onto his chest. It made him briefly glad that he hadn't removed his shirt or his vest; the bark would have made some nasty scraps. However, he was quickly distracted by the sudden and violent stab of pleasure that forced another cry from his throat.
 
Kakashi hastily slid his hand out from under Iruka's shirt to cover Iruka's mouth, jerking his head back in the process. He growled against Iruka's ear. "Damn, you're loud! The ANBU patrol doesn't pass that far from here. Do you want them to find us?"
 
Iruka writhed and jerked his head, pulling his mouth from under Kakashi's hand. He glared over his shoulder. "So put up a fucking sound barrier and then fuck me, damn you!"
 
Kakashi blinked. "Okay..." His hands pulled free of Iruka and flickered through a group of signs. His signature white chakra flared around them then faded to invisibility. "Done." His hands lowered to cup Iruka's hips and he leaned close to speak against Iruka's ear. "Are you always this demanding during sex?"
 
Iruka snarled and twisted to punch the frustrating jounin in the head. Not an easy feat to accomplish when one had a dick up their ass that one did not wish to dislodge, but he gave it a good try.
 
Chuckling, Kakashi closed his arms tight around Iruka, locking the irate chuunin's back against his chest while pinning his arms at his sides. "Now, now, I only like the slap and tickle sort of violence during sex. Punching and gouging is right out."
 
Iruka bucked and twisted. "Quit talking and fuck me!"
 
Kakashi grinned and held on to the struggling chuunin. "Clearly, somebody isn't getting enough loving at home."
 
Pissed off because there was a dick up his ass that wasn't doing what it was supposed to be doing, namely fucking him brainless, he spat out the first thing that came to mind. "Somebody isn't getting anything at home, because somebody doesn't have anyone to give it to him!"
 
Kakashi stilled. "Now that is a crying shame." His slid one hand up Iruka's chest to pinch a swollen nipple. "Why don't I fix that?" His other arm clamped hard around Iruka's waist. With a grunt, he thrust his cock up into Iruka hard and ground deep.
 
It wasn't so much the thrust as it was the grinding that triggered a jolt of delight fierce enough to make Iruka see stars. He threw up his head and arched back against Kakashi, writhing and moaning. "God, yes! More!"
 
Kakashi groaned and pushed Iruka toward the trunk. "Put your hands on the tree. I've used up all the restraint I had left."
 
Iruka eagerly set his palms against the rough bark. "Thank the gods... Do it hard."
 
Kakashi gripped Iruka's right shoulder and left hip with brutal strength. "Your wish is my command." He then proceeded to hammer them both toward Nirvana. The swift staccato of wet flesh slapping wet flesh, impassioned grunts and choking cries of animal pleasure, filled their small corner of the night.
 
Far swifter than expected, Iruka's balls tightened with immanent release. He dug his fingers into the bark and writhed to prolong the agonizingly delicious jolts, but his body was wound far too tight to hold onto it. "Fuck, I'm coming!"
 
Behind him, and inside him, Kakashi shuddered then groaned. "Shit, me too." He thrust once, twice then slammed in deep. Groaning, he ground up and in, lifting Iruka up onto his toes. "Fuck!" Deep inside, his cock pulsed.
 
The feeling of hot wetness jetting deep into his bowels tipped the balance on Iruka's control. His body bowed forward, every muscle in his body clenching. With merciless savagery, climax exploded within him. The ferocious wave of rapture white-washed his mind and wrung a guttural shout from his throat. His balls released and cum pumped from him to spatter the trunk before him.
 
Gasping for breath, and utterly devoid of thought, Iruka slid to his knees.
 
Behind him, Kakashi dropped to his knees as well and leaned against Iruka's back, panting just as hard.
 
For several long moments, Iruka was happy to remain as he was, limp, sated and blissfully breathing in the scent of sex and Kakashi. Mission sex had never been this good. Hell, no sex he'd ever had, had ever been this good. It was actually somewhat depressing. With that thought, he leaned over to drag his pack close enough to pull out his box of wet-wipes He handed one to Kakashi.
 
Kakashi smiled tiredly and applied it, and the next two, to cleaning himself. "Remind me to carry condoms from now on."
 
"You're not the only one who needs reminding." Iruka was not looking forward to washing cum-seepage out of his pants and underwear when he got home.
 
Ten minutes later, Kakashi dispelled the sound barrier, and they were leaping through the trees, once again on their way toward home, though at a much slower pace.
 
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