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Naruto and Kakashi all but fell back into their flat.
Just because they had stopped the war from happening didn’t exempt them from their duties as jounin of Konoha, they were just as busy and overworked as usual.
The fact that they had been paired up together had taken the edge off of it a little bit, but it had still been a shitty mission. It was an escort mission for the son of a feudal lord and everything that could have gone wrong did go wrong.
The boy was a brat for a start. He had it cemented in his 12-year-old mind that he was big and strong enough to make it on his own, fighting against all of their orders and running off on his own whenever he could. Apparently they hadn’t drilled into him enough that he was in genuine danger.
It took two days into the supposed four-day mission for the boy to get kidnapped.
If it hadn’t been their job then Naruto and Kakashi almost didn’t want to save him, it would at least have taught him a lesson in following the rules a little. And if they took a little bit longer than strictly necessary to bring him back just to really get their point across then no one had to know.
It wasn’t like the kidnappers were actually going to hurt the boy. They were only local kids that a disgruntled business owner had hired, an attempt to fight back against a decision the feudal lord had made that he disagreed with. Nothing actually malicious.
It barely took ten minutes to locate the kid, get in there, knock the kidnappers unconscious, and drag the kid back out.
The worst part was that the son didn’t even thank them. In fact, quite the opposite, he had kicked and screamed for the rest of the mission that he ‘could handle himself’ and that he ‘hadn’t needed saving’.
All in all, Naruto and Kakashi were thankful to drop the kid off with his father and high-tail it away from him as fast as they could.
Now, they collapsed onto the sofa, thankful to leave the spoiled brat behind and just revel in the fact that they now had a whole week off in front of them to look forward to.
“Coffee?” Naruto asked, tilting his head in Kakashi’s direction.
Kakashi looked back at Naruto with a raised eyebrow, “Naruto, it’s nearly 11pm. Why would you have coffee now?” He asked incredulously.
Naruto just shrugged, heaving himself off of the sofa, “It’s fine, I’ll make it decaf.”
“I think I’ll pass, Naruto. You do you, though.” Kakashi said, sinking into the warm spot on the sofa that Naruto had just vacated for him. He lounged, lying on his back, one leg propped up on the sofa, the other resting on the floor, his head tilted back so he could watch Naruto as he pottered about the kitchen.
Naruto wasn’t doing anything special, just whistling to himself as he made himself a cuppa, but Kakashi thought he was beautiful in that moment.
It was dark outside, and the lights in the flat had been dimmed, letting a warm, soft, orange-tinged glow fall over the flat. The light settled around Naruto’s hair like a halo, vivid and ethereal. But there was also something incredibly tranquil and domestic about him. His hair glowed in the light like a burning fire in the hearth, reminding Kakashi of home. His smile was warm and his skin smooth and golden like honey.
He really was beautiful.
Kakashi couldn’t help but stare in awe as Naruto walked back towards him, steaming cup of coffee in his hands.
“You’re really beautiful.” Kakashi said, dumbly, head lolling off the side of the sofa.
Naruto snorted, “Where’s that come from, Kakashi?” Naruto motioned with his knee to get Kakashi to scoot over.
Kakashi just lifted his head, so Naruto shrugged, shuffling his thigh under Kakashi’s head so it rested on his lap. This seemed to please Kakashi immensely, snuggling into Naruto’s lap like a purring cat.
“Hm, nowhere in particular I just felt like telling you.” Kakashi mumbled into Naruto’s thighs, voice muffled.
Naruto let out another huff of laughter into his coffee, “Thank you, Kakashi.” Naruto said softly, letting a hand fall to Kakashi’s hair, carding through the silver locks with his fingers.
With deft fingers, Naruto let his hand fall to the back of Kakashi’s head, untying his mask. The mask slipped off of Kakashi’s face, pooling at the bottom of his neck before slipping to the floor.
Naruto stared down at Kakashi in his lap, face now fully visible and looking back at him with raised eyebrows.
“I think you’re very beautiful too, Kakashi.”
Kakashi huffed, indignant, burying his face further into Naruto’s lap, but Naruto could see the tinge of pink dusting the tips of his ears. Naruto would take that as his win.
The two fell into a companionable silence after that. Naruto sipping on his coffee, Kakashi appreciating his Naruto-shaped pillow.
“God, I’m glad that mission is over.” Kakashi mumbled after a moment.
“Agreed.” Naruto huffed, “I know I was difficult at that age but Jesus…”
“You were a difficult kid?” Kakashi asked, rolling over onto his back so he was looking directly up at Naruto.
“Oh like you wouldn’t believe.” Naruto said with a soft chuckle.
Kakashi let out a bark of laughter, “Somehow, I’m not surprised.”
Naruto swatted at Kakashi playfully, “What’s that supposed to mean?”
“You’re bad enough now, I don’t want to think about what you were like ten years ago.” Kakashi chided, sly smile on his lips.
“Oh, bite me, Kakashi.” Naruto replied, faux-offended.
“What? I’m only agreeing with what you’re saying.” Kakashi said, sitting up.
“Shut up.” Naruto pouted
“Make me.” Kakashi quipped
Naruto let out an indignant huff, he saw what Kakashi was trying to do, but conceded.
Kakashi saw Naruto’s pout, and took the opportunity to capture his lips with his own.
Kakashi near-on tackled Naruto down onto the sofa, drawing a surprised yelp from the blonde. Kakashi took no time in swallowing down the noise, muffling him with his lips, suddenly hungry and eager.
Naruto didn’t take long to match Kakashi’s pace, his lips reciprocating fervently. Naruto let his hands wander, snaking under Kakashi’s shirt and up his back.
Demanding, Kakashi swiped his tongue across Naruto’s lips. Naruto let his mouth fall open, welcoming Kakashi’s tongue, letting it dance with his own.
Kakashi loved kissing Naruto, his energy in everyday life was always matched. He kissed back with such fervour, like a man half-starved, and every single time it lit a fire deep in Kakashi’s stomach. Naruto tasted like coffee and Kakashi drunk the flavour in like it was the best thing he had ever tasted.
Pulling away for air, Naruto pushed on Kakashi’s shoulder a little to get the man to stop his onslaught. Naruto was out of breath, lips spit slicked and red already.
“Someone’s eager.” Naruto joked, letting out a breathy laugh.
“Hn.” Kakashi replied, already dipping in to capture Naruto’s lips again.
Kakashi’s hands didn’t hesitate to return to Naruto’s body, exploring his every curve like he was committing it to memory.
Naruto arched up when Kakashi’s hand snaked behind him, reaching beneath his t-shirt and stroking the small of his back. Naruto let out a small gasp, which Kakashi hungrily swallowed. The knowledge that it was him, his actions, that were drawing these noises from the blonde beneath him, sent a thrill down Kakashi’s spine. He loved having that power.
“Hm- Kakashi, wait-“ Naruto mumbled, suddenly pawing at Kakashi’s shoulder.
Kakashi barely heard him, already drunk on Naruto’s taste. His hands continued their advance.
Naruto was squirming beneath him now, hands scrunching up in Kakashi’s shirt.
“No, Kakashi-“ Naruto tried to speak, but he was interrupted by his own moans every time Kakashi’s hands distracted him. “Kakashi, I’m s- ah!”
Suddenly, Naruto’s hands pulled on Kakashi’s shirt.
And the world fell on its axis.
Naruto landed on the floor first, back slumping onto the floor with a dull thud. Kakashi was quick to follow, landing gracelessly on top of him with a grunt.
Then, Naruto burst into laughter, his chest vibrating against Kakashi’s own as he giggled.
“Kakashi, I was trying to warn you! I was falling off and you wouldn’t listen to me.” Naruto swatted at the back of Kakashi’s head.
Kakashi had the courtesy to look sheepish, letting his head slump into Naruto’s chest with an embarrassed laugh.
“I was… distracted.” Kakashi said, causing Naruto to laugh even harder.
“You sure were.” Naruto teased, putting his hand behind Kakashi’s head to draw him back into a kiss.
Kakashi was more than happy to pick up from where they left off, even if they were now just making out on the floor like hapless, horny teenagers.
Kakashi shifted himself upright, caging Naruto’s head between his arms as he leant over him. This angle, Naruto splayed out beneath him, hair spread out against the ground, lips parted and gasping, was, to Kakashi, better than the finest painting in the Louvre.
Like this, he was beautiful.
Then, Kakashi shifted once more, and Naruto froze.
Kakashi paused, confused.
Oh, he realised, shifting his hips once again, watching as Naruto’s face suddenly blushed a hundred shades of red, that was it.
Naruto had obviously just felt the not-so-subtle bulge in Kakashi’s trousers against his hip as he moved.
Kakashi smirked, he liked seeing Naruto act so coy. He decided that he was going to tease him some more.
Kakashi pushed at Naruto’s knees with his own, watching with avid eyes as they fell open for him to slot himself between.
Naruto, suddenly not so coy anymore, took this opportunity to hook his legs behind Kakashi’s back, dragging him forcefully forward.
Both men moaned as soon as they collided. Naruto could feel Kakashi’s growing erection against his own, even through the layers of clothing, and the sensation sent a shock of electricity through his system.
Naruto gasped, surprised. Then, he steeled himself, tensing his legs behind Kakashi again, chasing that same feeling.
Now, Kakashi thought, they truly were acting like horned-up teenagers, rutting against each other like this on the floor of their living room. There was no grace here, just like two wild animals, chasing pleasure like it was gold.
Naruto grabbed Kakashi’s face between his hands, dragging him down into a forceful kiss. It was messy, desperate, all sense of grace and civility thrown out the window.
Naruto’s hands released their grip on Kakashi’s face, choosing instead to work their way down his back, following the dip of his waist and then his hips, ending up on Kakashi’s arse. Naruto felt no shame in squeezing, kneading the flesh that lay beneath the trousers, rolling the man’s hips down towards him in waves.
Kakashi’s couldn’t help the low moan that escaped him at the feeling.
Kakashi’s hands went on a journey of their own, traversing Naruto’s chest, dipping into each curve of his abs, following the solid lines of his waist. There was nothing feminine about Naruto’s body, but there was a definite softness. His skin was so smooth, unblemished, without a scar in sight.
If Kakashi was in any other headspace, he might find himself embarrassed by the state of his own body in comparison.
Kakashi’s skin was a patchwork of scars, born from years of active service. Each one told a story, and Kakashi would never be shy for that, but he knew that they weren’t slightly.
Naruto didn’t seem to mind them, though. Naruto’s hands were already pulling and tugging on the hem of Kakashi’s shirt, a silent and demanding motion of ‘Off, Now’.
Kakashi understood the order, sitting back on his hind legs, crossing his arms over his body to pull his t-shirt off and over his head. All of his scars were on show now, not like it wasn’t anything Naruto hadn’t seen before, but Naruto looked like he was salivating at the sight. Any worries Kakashi had of Naruto finding them ugly seemed to disappear when he saw that hungry glint in Naruto’s eyes.
Naruto surged upwards, capturing Kakashi in another kiss. Now, with unencumbered access, Naruto’s hands roamed Kakashi’s torso like it was new territory. Kakashi shivered at the feeling of Naruto’s hands running laps up and down his sides, his skin tingling in the wake of his soft touches.
Not one to let this be a one sided affair, Kakashi motioned for Naruto to lift up his arms.
Doing as he told, Naruto held his arms up, letting Kakashi lift his t-shirt up and off him as well.
As soon as they were both shirtless, Naruto and Kakashi collided back into one another, revelling in the new feeling of skin on skin.
The air temperature in the room seemed to rise, both men felt impossibly hot, like their skin was sticking together every time they touched.
Kakashi broke the kiss, Naruto gasping for air, hot and wet against his cheek. Kakashi started peppering kisses across Naruto’s cheeks, letting his tongue dip into his scars.
The feeling was odd, but Naruto found he almost liked it.
Kakashi made his way down to Naruto’s neck, nibbling and sucking at the soft skin. He wasn’t going to go full teenager and start leaving hickies, they were adults and had work and images to uphold, they couldn’t just walk around with giant lovebites on show and pretend like nothing happened. But, Kakashi still enjoyed worrying at Naruto’s neck with his teeth, if only for the noises that it bought out of Naruto.
Short little gasps, whimpering moans, every time Kakashi bit down a little bit harder. It was like music to Kakashi’s ears.
Then, Kakashi continued to move further down, shuffling down Naruto’s body so that his hands now rested on his hips. His lips continued to trail a hot path of kisses down Naruto’s chest until he reached Naruto’s nipples.
The gasp that tore from Naruto’s lips when Kakashi captured one nipple between his teeth shot straight to Kakashi’s cock.
“Kakashi, oh God.” Naruto breathed, hand snaking up the back of Kakashi’s head, holding him there, urging him to keep going.
Kakashi nipped and sucked on one nipple, while he toyed with the other with his free hand. The other hand stayed at Naruto’s hip, holding the blonde down as he gasped and writhed beneath him.
“Kakashi, please.” Naruto choked.
Kakashi looked up at Naruto, halting his ministrations, tongue hovering mischievously over one hardened nub, tantalisingly close.
“’Please’ what, Naruto?” Kakashi asked, his voice low and purposefully sultry.
“Fuck off, Kakashi.” Naruto whined, back arching off the floor. “At least- ah!” Naruto broke off into a surprised moan when Kakashi returned to Naruto’s nipples, gaze still trained on Naruto’s face, eyes innocent as if he didn’t know exactly what he was doing.
“At least?” Kakashi prompted, in between licks.
Naruto took in an unsteady breath through his nose, “At least take me to bed first. My back hurts on this floor already, you know?”
Kakashi let out a huff of laughter, breath ghosting warm against Naruto’s chest.
Without warning, Kakashi suddenly scooped an arm under Naruto’s back, slinging him unceremoniously over his shoulder like a ragdoll.
“Hey!” Naruto yelped, arms flailing to grip onto Kakashi’s shoulder.
Kakashi just hummed noncommittedly, kicking the door to the bedroom open with his foot. Kakashi chucked Naruto onto the bed, the blonde landing with a small bounce onto the sheets.
“I mean when I said ‘take me to the bed’ that’s definitely one way to do it.” Naruto laughed, watching as Kakashi kicked the door shut again behind him.
Kakashi’s eyes were dark, a hungry desire swimming in their depths, as he stalked over to Naruto on the bed. Naruto’s eyes were trained on Kakashi’s hands, watching as the man slowly undid his belt as he walked, slinging it off in one smooth motion and chucking it across the floor.
Naruto nibbled at his lips at the sight, appreciating the little peak of newfound skin as Kakashi’s trousers slipped slightly at his hips.
Slowly, Kakashi crawled onto the bed. Crowding into Naruto’s space, driving him further up the bed, Kakashi only stopped once Naruto’s head hit his pillow.
“Better?” Kakashi asked, swooping in to place a tender kiss to Naruto’s lips.
“Better.” Naruto returned.
“Good. Now, where were we?”
Kakashi gave Naruto one last quick kiss before he started shimmying down his body. Kakashi let his hands roam Naruto’s chest again, subtly teasing Naruto’s nipples, before they landed firmly on his hips.
Kakashi bought his head low, mouthing at the bulge in Naruto’s trousers. Then, with his teeth, Kakashi slowly unzipped Naruto’s fly.
Small, disbelieving, breathy gasps left Naruto’s lips at Kakashi’s tantalisingly slow ministrations. The heat that was swirling in his lower belly was becoming unbearable, and Kakashi’s hot breath ghosting over his erection was doing nothing but spurring the fire on.
In a sudden, smooth motion, Kakashi gripped either side of Naruto’s trousers and quickly slid them off, chucking them onto the floor to join his belt.
Naruto sucked in a quick breath at the sudden rush of cold air against his crotch.
“Naruto, you-“ Kakashi drew in a surprised gasp himself, “You’re not wearing underwear?”
Naruto blushed, bringing his arms up to cover his face. “I got ready in a hurry. I just forgot.” Naruto mumbled into the crook of his elbow.
Kakashi just stared appreciatively, licking his lips as he saw Naruto splayed out beneath him, now fully naked. All they had done was kiss, but Naruto’s cock already stood to attention, curving up against his stomach, pre-cum beginning to bead at the tip.
Kakashi crawled back to Naruto’s body, taking no time in bending down and licking a strip up the back of Naruto’s cock.
A surprised yelp escaped Naruto’s lips, Naruto immediately slapped a hand over his mouth, embarrassed at his own reaction.
“K-Kakashi!” Naruto stuttered, “Warn me next time.”
“Hmm.” Kakashi hummed, ignoring Naruto’s words, choosing instead to, without pretence, engulf Naruto’s cock, lips sucking right down to the base.
The vibrations of Kakashi’s hum rocked through Naruto’s core, causing Naruto’s mouth to fall slack, a drawn out moan ripping from his throat. The swirl of Kakashi’s tongue left trails like hot lava in its wake and Naruto could feel himself melting, sinking lower into the pillow.
Kakashi let out another appreciative hum when Naruto snaked his hand through Kakashi’s hair, gripping a little tighter with every bob of his head.
It wasn’t long before Naruto was tugging at Kakashi’s hair, forcing the man to stop. Naruto refused to have come all of this way only to cum so soon.
Naruto was gasping for breath when Kakashi finally released his cock with a loud, lewd, pop. Kakashi was looking up at Naruto, a definite smugness smeared across his face as he regarded the hot flush that had crawled pink across Naruto’s chest and face.
Naruto grabbed Kakashi by the hair again, dragging him back up to kiss him.
Kakashi grunted but Naruto knew Kakashi could take it, they both liked it a little rough.
Naruto pulled away from the kiss first, moving to mouth at Kakashi’s neck while his hands tugged at Kakashi’s trousers.
Naruto had gotten sick of being the only one naked.
Kakashi got the memo, pulling away from Naruto for a moment, shimmying out of his underwear and trousers in one go, erection springing free. Kakashi chucked his pants onto the ground without care for where they landed, joining the ever growing pile of clothes scattered across their floor.
Naruto’s hands reached up to Kakashi, clutching, desperate to bring him back in. Even such a brief moment of separation feeling like far too long.
Kakashi crawled back over Naruto, one hand stroking his cock, bringing it to full hardness. It hadn’t needed much tempting though, he surprised himself at how much he got off on pleasuring Naruto. The little noises that he made were nearly enough for him on their own.
Kakashi took hold of Naruto’s cock and lined it up with his own, jerking them both off with one hand. Both men moaned in tandem, the slick slide of their erections side by side shooting white hot pleasure straight through them like fire.
While one hand busied itself with Naruto’s cock, Kakashi’s other hand slid slow round the back of Naruto’s thighs. Kakashi let his fingernails rake through the soft flesh behind Naruto’s thighs, drawing red streaks across tan skin.
Slowly, his hand slid further up. First, cupping Naruto’s arse, giving one cheek a firm, appreciative squeeze, before letting his finger slips between the crack. Kakashi hadn’t lubed his hand up yet, so he just let his finger circle teasingly around Naruto’s hole.
“Fuck, Kakashi. Please-“ Naruto moaned, head falling back against the pillow and mouth opening wide.
Kakashi liked this bit the most. He liked riling Naruto up, making him beg for it. Getting him right to the edge only to pull away at the last minute. Anything to see Naruto squirm and cry beneath him.
Kakashi rolled off of Naruto for a moment, leaning over and rummaging through the bedside table, pulling out a condom and a tube of lube.
Naruto knew exactly what to do, shuffling a little further up the bed and spreading his legs wide, hands on either cheek and spreading them for Kakashi to see.
The sight alone was enough to make Kakashi’s mouth run dry.
Kakashi rushed to pop open the cap to the lube and squeeze a generous amount onto his fingers, rubbing it in a little to warm it up, before moving back to hover over Naruto.
Once again, Kakashi chose to tease. He ran his finger around Naruto’s hole at a tantalising pace, smearing lube around his entrance, leaving it glistening and ever so tempting.
Naruto was bucking his hips, lifting in small circles, rutting back against Kakashi’s fingers, doing anything he possibly could to get Kakashi to hurry up.
Kakashi decided to give in at least a little bit, sinking one finger into Naruto.
Naruto let out a long drawn out sigh, relief and pleasure rolling through him like a wave.
Kakashi had to grit his teeth as he slowly pumped his finger in and out, the slick heat of Naruto around his finger, a teasing reminder of what was to come. Just the thought made his cock ache low between his legs.
But, he had promised himself to tease Naruto, his own pleasure could wait a little longer.
It did not take long for Naruto to get used to just the one finger, and was quickly back to moaning and sighing, asking for more in pretty, gasping breaths.
Naruto’s hands had found their way to the headboard, and Kakashi could see how hard he was gripping it, knuckles turning white as he trying to keep himself in control.
Kakashi wanted to break that control, wanted to drive Naruto wild.
Kakashi slipped a second finger inside Naruto and dragged. He pushed in and up, knowing exactly where he was aiming for.
He knew he had found it when Naruto screamed.
Kakashi pressed again, hitting that little bundle of nerves head on, watching as Naruto’s back arched off the bed.
Naruto was gasping Kakashi’s name like a mantra and it was really stroking his ego. Naruto’s voice was so pretty like this, gasping around Kakashi’s name like it was the only thing that could save him, Kakashi wanted nothing more than to hear it again.
A third finger sipped in and Naruto nearly sobbed.
“Kakashi, please.”
Kakashi didn’t look at Naruto’s face, eyes trained on watching his fingers disappear into Naruto’s hole, spreading and stretching him.
“What is it, Naruto?” Kakashi purred.
“Kakashi, I need you to- Fuck.” Kakashi cut Naruto off with a well-timed arch of his fingers.
“Need me to what, Naruto?” Kakashi kept his voice as level as he could manage.
“I need you.” Naruto whined, looking down at Kakashi with hazy, tearful eyes.
The sight made Kakashi growl, his instincts roaring inside of him.
He wanted to see Naruto cry.
Kakashi dragged his fingers out, Naruto whining at the sudden emptiness.
Kakashi rolled the condom on and grabbed the lube again, slicking his cock up with a generous handful.
Naruto was eyeing Kakashi hungrily, his blue eyes swimming with lust, watching Kakashi work his cock with an avid intensity.
Kakashi found he enjoyed Naruto watching him like this, enjoyed feeling wanted, desired.
Kakashi leaned over Naruto, lining himself up at Naruto’s entrance, his breath panting hot against Naruto’s cheek.
“Safeword?” Kakashi whispered.
“Yellow.”
They were never rough enough to actually warrant the use of a safeword, but they had decided that they felt more comfortable with the reassurance that they were never doing anything that the other didn’t want.
“Just checking.” Kakashi breathed.
Naruto grabbed Kakashi by the hair, forcing their eyes to meet. A wry smile was on Naruto’s lips.
“I know. Now, fuck me like you mean it, Hatake.” Naruto growled.
Something feral rumbled deep in Kakashi’s throat, “I’ll make you eat your words, Blondie.”
Then, in one smooth motion, Kakashi plunged himself to the hilt into Naruto’s heat. The sensation knocked the air out of Kakashi’s chest, the warmth, the softness that enveloped Kakashi’s cock, was so intense, so welcoming, it was all he could do to stop himself from thrusting in again.
He wanted to make Naruto cry, but he didn’t actually want to hurt him.
Naruto’s face was scrunched up, he wasn’t in any pain, but he definitely felt the stretch. He needed a few seconds to readjust to the sensation.
Kakashi was panting like a dog above him, it was obvious how much he was holding himself back. The idea that he was doing that just for Naruto’s sake made warmth bloom in Naruto’s chest.
“Move.” Naruto whispered.
And it was like the floodgates opened.
Kakashi pulled all the way out, only to ram back in again. One slow, heavy thrust and Naruto felt like he could feel his heart in his throat.
The fire in the pit of his stomach stirred back to life as Kakashi hit his prostate dead centre.
Each thrust knocked the air out of Naruto’s chest, a cry falling from his lips every time.
If he wasn’t so preoccupied Naruto would probably blush at the noises he was making, calling Kakashi’s name like a prayer. He had never known he had the ability to make these kinds of sounds until he had met Kakashi, and now they were tumbling out of his mouth faster than he could stop them.
Kakashi didn’t seem to be faring much better. Sweat dripped from the tips of his hair, dangling over his face and obscuring his eyes. His mouth was open and slack. Low, deep groans rumbled deep from in his chest.
If they were like horny teenagers before, they were now more like dogs, skin slapping against skin like they were in heat. Kakashi lifted Naruto’s legs so the rested over his shoulders, nearly bending the blonde in half, all in the search of the perfect angle.
With a growl, Kakashi grabbed onto Naruto’s waist, suddenly flipping him over so Naruto landed on all fours.
Naruto took the hint, lowering his chest onto the bed, sticking his arse back into the air.
Kakashi grabbed Naruto’s cheeks, kneading the soft flesh in his hands.
Naruto cried out when he felt the first hit across his cheeks, then he moaned, long and low, when he felt the second one.
Naruto melted into the pillow, burying his face into it as Kakashi continued to spank him. Naruto had never thought it would be something he was into, but there was something so pleasurable about the sting, that flash of pain. It was addicting.
He especially liked it when Kakashi left marks. When he could see the imprints of Kakashi’s hands on his arse and hips. Like a sign of ownership.
Kakashi gave Naruto one more spank, the sound reverberating loud and lewd in their small bedroom, before sinking himself back inside Naruto.
Naruto loved being able to see Kakashi when they had sex, but there was something about this position that hit different. It felt more carnal, feral, and this way Kakashi never missed. Like this he hit his prostate with every thrust.
Kakashi had started out measured, but he was quickly growing frantic. His thrusts were losing rhythm, going more for power, sinking as far and as hard into Naruto’s heat as he could.
Naruto knew this meant Kakashi was close, and he was glad for it as he could feel himself getting tantalisingly close to his own peak.
Kakashi’s grip on Naruto’s hip was bruising and Naruto loved it.
Kakashi reached round and grabbed Naruto by the chin, dragging him up so they were upright, chest to chest. Kakashi continued to pound into Naruto, one hand holding his face, the other grounding him on his hip.
The pace was brutal and Naruto couldn’t help the cries falling from his lips.
He sounded so desperate.
The ripples of pleasure grew into waves, like a tsunami gaining steam, just waiting to break.
Naruto couldn’t help but squeeze his eyes shut, tears slipping free from his lashes. Every feeling was so intense, like every nerve was on fire, his whole body alight.
Kakashi’s thumb brushed against his cheek, swiping at the tears.
Kakashi’s pace quickened even further.
“Naruto-“ Kakashi choked. “Close-“
Naruto could only hum his agreement; he was close too but he choked on every word he tried to say. Nothing but broken moans ripped from his throat, but Kakashi seemed to understand.
The hand that had been on his hip, now snaked round to wrap around Naruto’s weeping cock, stroking in tandem with Kakashi’s thrusts.
Naruto could barely warn Kakashi before he came. Kakashi’s name falling broken from his lips as the wave finally peaked.
Naruto was pretty certain his vision blacked out for a moment, the pleasure shooting white and hot through his veins, splattering into Kakashi’s hand and onto the bedsheets.
Kakashi choked as he felt Naruto tighten up around him. Impossibly tight, Naruto’s insides gripped onto Kakashi’s cock like it wanted him to stay there.
Kakashi could feel the tears dripping down Naruto’s cheeks, the aftershocks of orgasm still forcing moans from Naruto’s mouth.
It only took a few more thrusts for Kakashi to reach his own climax.
His mouth was open, slack-jawed and dumb as he came, the groan falling from his lips emanating low in his chest.
Both men were panting, Naruto falling bonelessly into the bed as Kakashi slowly pulled out.
The bedroom air felt impossibly cold in contrast to Naruto’s heat. Kakashi tied the condom off, chucking it into the bin by the bed, before flopping down next to Naruto.
There was fine sheen of sweat covering both of their bodies, Naruto’s eyes were still watery, glazed over and hazy with the afterglow.
Kakashi reached over and wiped the remaining tears from his cheeks, pressing a tender kiss to Naruto’s bruised lips.
“You good?” Kakashi asked gently.
Naruto nodded, blissed out smile on his lips. “Very good.”
“Good.” Kakashi repeated. He was suddenly very tired; his brain had gone to mush, he found he was struggling to find anything more eloquent to say.
They had quite literally fucked their brains out.
Naruto shuffled so that he was in Kakashi’s arms, face resting in the crook of Kakashi’s neck – their favourite position.
They were sticky, sweaty and gross, but they found they didn’t care. That was tomorrows problem, right now they were too tired and blissed out to even move, all they could think of was falling asleep in each other’s arms.
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The next morning Naruto walked into the living room to find his forgotten cup of coffee from the night before.
Stone cold and barely touched.