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Gai woke up to the sight of his husband, laying on his belly, head resting on his hands, gazing at him with soft eyes and a probably just as soft smile under his mask. He still often slept with it even after all those years, even after Gai had seen his face so many times. Sometimes he fell asleep with it hanging around his neck and put it back on during the night. Sometimes he went to bed with it and woke up without. Gai could not care less. The mask was a body part as much as Kakashi’s lids were. Sometimes his mouth or pupils were visible, and Gai would cherish their sight, sometimes they weren’t, and he would watch Kakashi’s face with the same wonder. He was actually the one who had sewn Kakashi’s sleeping mask. He used to wear one of his custom tank tops at night, but Gai had grown tired of hearing him complain about how hot he was every summer, so he had made one that just covered his face and stopped an inch above the base of his neck. Kakashi had cried (in the bathroom, after pretending he needed to pee, but it was ok, although intimacy and vulnerability were things that came slowly from Kakashi, Gai was as patient as he was stubborn).
Kakashi had not been awake for a long time, but he was always amazed whenever he had the chance of waking up to a still sleeping Gai. They had woken up apart from each other for decades, Gai at dawn to work out, Kakashi almost as early to go to the memorial stone. Self-sacrifice and guilt. They had both almost died of it, but here they were, enjoying the morning sun with no intention of going anywhere anytime soon. Gai still trained, Kakashi still went to the cemetery, but somehow, they had finally grown to understand that, maybe, spending time with the living you loved mattered at least as much as preparing to die for them or speaking to the dead. They had always been so rushed to be grown-up soldiers and prepared to die, it had taken them decades to realise and accept the simplest things. That staying alive was good, actually. That the dead could wait, and the living could not. That they loved each other and that maybe they were allowed to live that. It wasn’t knowledge they could fully take for granted yet, but it seemed to be getting there, slowly.
“Hello, handsome.”
Somehow after all those years Gai still blushed at Kakashi’s compliments.
“Good morning my beloved rival.”
Kakashi hooked the edge of his mask with a finger to pull it down and leaned for a kiss. Gai’s lips were always so warm and soft but firm, and Kakashi could never resist almost worshipping them. He moved himself on top of Gai, one knee on each side of his waist so he could cup his face in his hand (and really, although Kakashi was especially fond of his lips, all of Gai’s face was a wonder he could never get enough of). He kissed on them, around them, on their corner, on Gai’s chin, on his cheekbones, on his forehead, on his lids, and finally came back to his mouth, opening his to take Gai’s lower lip in, kissing it gently at first, then with more passion until he couldn’t keep himself from slipping his tongue in as well, eager to get even more of his lover, and Gai happily complied, adding his own and tasting him, melting in the kiss in turn.
Kakashi’s lips were thin and pale from always being under the mask. Although surprised at first, because kissing was such an affectionate and emotional thing and Kakashi did not come across as someone easily giving away to this kind of behaviour, Gai had come to learn that Kakashi kissed a lot. A lot. In the crook of his neck when he was at his desk, hugging him from behind and snuggling his head against him until whatever need he had to come and see Gai while he worked was satisfied and he left without a word. On his hands when they were sitting in front of each other for dinner, taking them ever so softly in his and only letting go when Gai complained about their food getting cold and needing his hands back to eat. On his back and legs and foot when he massaged him the days the pain was too high (or whenever he felt like it, which was not exactly rare). Everywhere. All the time. Often looking at him intensely while he did, like he was trying to dive both of his eyes into Gai as much as he could to make up for the decades of having to look at him with only one. And Gai loved it, because he loved everything Kakashi did, because it felt good being cared for and he finally accepted that, and because Kakashi’s eyes had changed so much, and not just the fact that they were back to being two of them, but the way they looked, the way they glowed, the way the dull sad shine they had been filled with for decades was fading out with time, leaving only his hunger for more love, more life, more Gai. So, he kissed him back, closing his eyes and getting lost in the sweet taste of Kakashi’s tongue on his.
Their lips parted eventually, but Kakashi didn’t stop kissing Gai. He went down his neck, adding small licks and bites here and there, one hand moving from Gai’s neck to his chest, brushing against his scars softly before Kakashi’s lips went down as well on the other side, his tongue playing with Gai’s nipple, and the man let out the first soft moan of what would hopefully become a series of many others. Then he carried on his journey around his lover’s body, kissing the side of his ribcage, taking mouthfuls of his abs, hands going to his waist before sliding down his ass and to his left leg. He started kneading the muscles without quitting his kissing and then sat up, propping Gai’s foot on his shoulder, leg bent a little so Gai could fully relax while he massaged him. When he deemed it enough, he backed down a bit so Gai could rest his foot on his lap and took it in both of his hands, rubbing the sole and toes with his thumbs. He repeated the process with the second leg, using only the palm of his hand when he got to the stump because the flesh there was more sensitive, and he didn’t want to hurt Gai by putting too much pressure on his fingers.
Gai was bathing in the feeling of Kakashi’s warm and firm touch on his skin while he kneaded away the morning stiffness of his muscles, letting himself melt into his lover’s hands. A few more kisses were placed on his legs and foot before Kakashi slipped his arm under both of his knees, bending down to kiss his stomach, following the line of dark hair under his belly button, holding his waist in place as he went. He stopped for a second and looked up at Gai.
“Can I?”
If he didn’t answer right away, it was not out of doubt but just for the pleasure of looking at Kakashi’s face and how full of love his eyes were before he nodded.
“Of course, rival, you know it’s all yours.”
Kakashi smiled and dived his face into Gai’s hair and the feeling of his lover’s warm breath on his pelvis was intoxicating. He was taking his time. He always did those days. It was tender, soft and oh-so-good. He kissed the bone above his dicklit, inside his thighs, on the bridge of skin above his ass, his tongue barely brushing his rim as he did and Gai couldn’t help but moan again and put a hand in Kakashi’s hair. Not to push him but wanting to touch him more and let him know all the teasing was getting to him. The gesture must have done something to Kakashi because he complied, licking slowly from the base of Gai’s labia, going up between them in one careful and steady move until he reached the head of his dicklit and took it between his lips.
The sound of Gai moaning was just as good as the scent of his skin and the taste of his wetness. The feeling of his hand too, fingers clenching on his scalp with every wave of pleasure he gave him. It probably felt like Kakashi was the one taking care of Gai, and he was, but the opportunity to blow him off was to him just as much of a gift as being on the receiving end (not that the opportunity was rare, but Kakashi wasn’t one to easily grow tired of something he liked, especially when that something was pleasing Gai with any parts of his body). Gai stuttered something and although it was unclear what the precise words were supposed to be, Kakashi knew him enough to grasp the idea of it. He backed down, just the time to lube his fingers in his mouth before coming back to Gai’s dicklit as he slowly put two fingers inside of him. The moan turned deeper and louder through his lover’s panting, and he took it as his cue to quicken the pace of his lips and tongue, hooking his fingers a bit more inside of him. Watery cum started dripping in his mouth and down his chin before flowing heavier as Gai came, abs tensing under Kakashi's free hand and hole clenching in waves around the other. Knowing overstimulation could go to the point of being painful at this stage, Kakashi gently took his mouth off Gai’s crotch, landing a last kiss on the tuft of hair above it but kept his fingers ever so slightly brushing inside his lover until the spasms stopped, then he took them out slowly.
Kakashi was smiling at him, again, with these same loving and hungry eyes as before, more intense even. He looked very happy with his work and ostensibly licked his lips in a motion so vulgar Gai had to turn his eyes away as he felt a blush rising to his cheeks. Kakashi eventually moved off of between his legs, coming back to his level and lying down on his side next to him. They kissed again, the taste of their tongue mixing with the remains of Gai’s cum on Kakashi’s lips, and Gai felt a cock pressing on his hips.
“You got me all hard with your moaning and sweet cum into my mouth Gai,” he whispered between two kisses, slowly starting to grind against him.
Gai smiled. Seeing Kakashi happy was already something that made him feel a bit tipsy but seeing him horny, for him, was a whole other level of intoxicating.
“I guess I’ll have to help you through the torment I provoked then.”
Kakashi smiled again and gave him another kiss.
“I knew you were a man of honour.”
Gai propped himself on the side to take Kakashi’s cock into his hand, stroking him gently at first and more firmly as his lover, eager for more, started going in with thrusts of his own.
“Actually Gai,” he said, panting as he slowed down his pace apparently without finding it in him to stop it entirely. “I think I’d like to fuck you if that’s ok.”
The feeling of Gai's hand around him was too much and too little at the same time. He wanted him, more of him, and the intimacy of something warmer and deeper. Gai smiled and pushed a sweat-soaked strand of silver hair off Kakashi’s forehead before answering.
“Of course, beloved. Which way?”
Kakashi kissed his neck, taking a lungful of his smell before he answered.
“Ass?”
He preferred it like that, and from the sound he usually made when Kakashi fucked him there, he suspected Gai did too. His lover nodded in agreement, and Kakashi bent over him to grab the bottle of lube in the drawer of their nightstand, spreading some on his fingers before lying on his side again to start prepping him up. Feeling Gai all warm and wet with lube and cum around his first and not so long after second finger was making his dick twitch in anticipation, and he couldn’t help but hump him a bit, which Gai didn’t mind if the way his moan got louder at the contact was any indication.
“I think I’m good Kakashi,” he panted after a third finger had comfortably made his way through.
Kakashi nodded and grabbed a pillow to put under Gai’s hips. Having his partner on all four would have been the easiest position for him to thrust in, but Gai didn’t have all four anymore, and it would have hurt his joint too much anyway, so having him lying on his back was the way they often went for when they didn’t spoon. He didn’t mind at all because it also happened to be the position in which he could the best gaze at Gai’s face as he went into him.
“Are you comfortable?”
Gai nodded and gave him a thumbs up which was not less enthusiastic than usual, Gai was definitely enthusiastic at the moment, but it was less steady because of how feverish he was, and honestly, it was mostly cute. If someone had told Kakashi twenty years ago that one of his favourite things in sex with his husband would be the small domestic gesture of making sure each other felt cosy and cared for, he probably wouldn’t have believed it. To be fair he probably wouldn’t have believed the fact that he survived twenty more years and got married to begin with, but he would have been wrong.
The feeling of Kakashi’s cock pushing into him made his eyes roll in pleasure and once fully settled his lover bent his elbow, resting on his forearm to get his chest closer to Gai’s, like he would be hugging him if he could. Their skin brushed slightly and it sent shivers through his whole body as Kakashi started moving inside of him, putting him on his way to his second orgasm of the morning.
“Are you ok Gai?” Kakashi asked, pausing his thrust, most likely because Gai’s eyes were turning wet. “I can go slower if you need to. Or pull off.”
Gai shook his head.
“Nothing of the sort, rival, I was just moved by how much of a generous and skilful lover you were!”
Kakashi rolled his eyes and sighed, but Gai meant what he said, and Kakashi knew that and was touched, and Gai knew that too.
“Ok I’m going back then,” he said and landed a quick kiss on Gai’s cheek before moving his hips again.
He took his time to build pleasure with slower thrusts before quickening his pace as both his and Gai’s panting and moaning got heavier. Something warm and wet dripped down on his lover’s hole and the base of his dick making him aware of how close Gai was to coming again. Feeling his own pleasure building up as well, he got closer to him, diving his head in the crook of his neck and putting his arm under him to grab his shoulder and push him harder onto his length. Gai clenched around him as he came and Kakashi couldn’t contain a shout, his voice muffled by Gai’s skin against his mouth as he emptied himself inside of his lover.
They both stayed still a moment, shivering and panting as their bodies cooled down, Kakashi mindlessly pushing Gai’s hair off his forehead with his fingertips, whispering love declarations in his ear in an endless flow of I love you. You’re beautiful. It’s so good cuming into you. You’re such a great lover. I would never want anyone else. And other sweet words that made Gai feel so good he whined. Kakashi eventually pulled out, brushing his so sensitive skin as he did, and laying on his side facing him. Gai angled himself a bit so he could put his legs over Kakashi’s, knees bent and resting over him. It was not the position allowing the closest cuddling, but it was the most comfortable for him to rest. Kakashi knew that, hence why he positioned himself the way he did, and it was yet another small gesture that made Gai’s heart twitch in adoration for his husband’s carefulness and attention.
“You’re leaking on my leg Gai,” Kakashi eventually said, playfully annoyed.
“If you are not pleased with where your cum is you should have put it somewhere else, no one was forcing you rival,” Gai answered and it almost sounded like a challenge.
“Nonsense, I’m sure you would have pouted if I had done that.” He thought about it for a second, taking his chin in his hand. “Unless maybe if I had cum in your mouth… You’re right I should do that more often. It makes the cleaning easier.”
Gai’s face turned bright red as it always did when he tried talking dirty to Kakashi because the other man was way bolder than he was in this area. Kakashi laughed, very content with the way he made his lover look.
“Come on old man,” He said tapping gently Gai’s thigh to ask him to move. “Let’s shower.”
Gai almost choked at the offence.
“You’re the old man! I’m as youthful as ever rival, I’ll show you!” He yelled, jumping on him, ready to tickle him until he gave up.
It didn’t last very long because Kakashi had terribly sensitive skin, which Gai knew, and it was exactly why he had chosen tickles as his weapon of choice against such outrage.
“I’m sorry! I’m sorry! You are youthful and glorious Gai, and I could never match you,” he begged and Gai stopped his torture to kiss his lips instead (after bursting into a fierce and proud laugh).
When they parted, Kakashi was back to mischief.
“Although if you’d like to prove it to me by switching sides for a second round later today, I won’t be against the idea.”
Gai shook his head.
“You really are an insatiable pervert rival.”
He shrugged.
“It’s not my fault you’re so handsome, who wouldn’t want you inside of them? Unless maybe you’re saying that because you’re backing off.”
Gai immediately dismissed the idea.
“Of course not! We’re going to shower, have breakfast, work out and then I’ll take you and you’ll see if I’m not youthful enough for your lust.”
Kakashi sat down to get off the bed and shook his head.
“There’s no way I’m working out in the morning, I’m retired, and I have the firm intention of making the best of it. Maybe I won’t even put clothes on, and I’ll just watch you sweat from the bed until you finally agree to do something more interesting than push-ups.”
Gai raised an impressive eyebrow like the idea that push-ups were not exciting was the most absurd thing he had ever heard.
“Push-ups are a great exercise to be a robust lover rival, you should give them a try!”
He bent over to Gai, kissing his neck and licking the lobe of his ear slowly before he answered, all lust and tease.
“You didn’t seem to find I lacked robustness earlier Gai, I think I will pass on the push-ups. Come, you’re going to ruin the bedsheet with your drooling asshole if you sit there any longer.”
Gai stared at him, his long eyelashes batting over innocent puppy eyes.
“Will you lift me? I can’t sit in my wheelchair like that.”
Kakashi sighed but complied, putting an arm under his legs and one around his shoulders, pretending it was easy because Gai loved it, even though part of him doubted he could make it to the bathroom without collapsing, but Gai was smiling at him, and he loved it, because he loved everything Gai did, because it felt good to love someone and have someone loving him and he finally let himself have that, and because Gai’s eyes were always the same, big, dark, captured between long lashes and thick brows, ready to shed manly tears on command, and he loved the way they looked, the way they glowed, the way he finally was able to let himself staring at them without thinking of the day they would burn, because they already had, and Gai had survived, leaving them with only their hunger for more love, more life, more them. So, he walked him to the bathroom, and his legs didn’t collapse, but his heart certainly did.