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"Do you… *hic* seriously, have to drag Naruto into the most dangerous missions imaginable? As his teacher, don't you have even a shred of conscience?"
Kakashi winces at the name of his student being spoken during such an… intimate moment. Honestly, what does he expect? Iruka always gets sappy when he's drunk, even while another man is balls deep inside him. He takes a moment to brush a tuft of hair from Iruka's tear-streaked face, more tender than usual. "Sensei, do we really have to talk about this now?"
Not to mention, they've been over this a dozen times.
Like damn, he's tipsy too. He just needs to get off once and go home.
But no, Iruka isn't done whining yet.
"Sakura tries to hide it, but I know she feels the same, you know?"
"I'm going to go soft at this rate."
"Are you listening?!"
"Yup, I'm listening…" Kakashi rolls them over so Iruka is on top. This way, the man will have to focus more mental energy on keeping himself balanced and less on his former students' welfare. "Hey, sit up a bit."
Iruka grumbles, pushing himself up against Kakashi's chest. He seems to have forgotten all about Kakashi's purpose in visiting, so a swift buck of the hips reminds him. Iruka gasps, grabbing a bit tighter onto Kakashi's chest as the cock sinks deeper. In this position, Kakashi's thrusts are much more effective.
"Feeling it now, Iruka-sensei?"
"I-I… Ahh.." Iruka can't even form words anymore as suddenly, he's forced to keep up with this new pace.
Kakashi fucks him from underneath, holding the younger man firm by the waist. It's amusing seeing Iruka struggle so much. His tan skin also blushes rather nicely. He can better see Iruka's erection from this angle, too, so it's a win all around.
"S-Stop going... so fast," Iruka gasps out, biting his lip.
"What's wrong? Can't keep up?" Kakashi snickers to himself as the teacher gets visibly more agitated.
Iruka's hair is tousled cutely, getting messier with each bounce. Kakashi grips him tighter, slamming him down on his cock and forcing a moan. Sweet music to his ears, but… there's a problem. He needs to come.
"Nn… It's too deep," Iruka complains, though it seems he's really feeling it now.
Kakashi can feel the pressure building… but something is wrong. It's not just the urge to come overwhelming him in that moment. There's something more. He's too horny and tipsy to think straight, though. Too busy fucking the daylights out of Iruka to pay much more attention than that.
The sound of their skin slapping together—of Iruka's throaty moans—is enough to make him dizzy with need.
He thrusts up hard, desperate to bury himself as deep as he can. Wincing a bit, he grits out, "I'm… gonna come…"
"Ahh.. Ahh," Iruka doesn't seem to hear him, though. Too lost in his own euphoria to notice Kakashi's discomfort.
"Shit…!" Kakashi can't stop himself, slamming in hard and filling Iruka with his seed.
Iruka jerks to a stop on top of him, squeezing his eyes shut against the sensation. It's hotter than usual—wetter, too. Splurt after splurt of come shoots inside him, followed by a heated gush of fluid. The relief is, in and of itself, like a second orgasm, sending Kakashi over the edge all over again.
Coming inside Iruka—pissing inside him… Fuck, it's an insanely good feeling…
Until a few moments later, when the high wears off, and the dread sinks in.
I just pissed in Iruka.
Heavens above, if Iruka wasn't already pissed before about the supposed maltreatment of his students, Kakashi can only imagine the man will want his dick on a platter for pissing inside him. Iruka is already anal about getting cummed in on the best of days, but…
When blows don't rain upon him, Kakashi risks looking at the man's face, just to see Iruka totally blissed out.
Eyes closed, mouth open, slightly drooling… Just… zen.
Did he pass out? Kakashi blinks in amazement. Was it that good?
Then Iruka sighs, letting his head hang. His hair falls around his face like curtains, shielding his expression for a moment. Kakashi's heart is beating fast. Did he finally realize?!
"…Kakashi."
"…Yes?"
A sniff, then Iruka glares at him. Pouting. "Selfish prick. I didn't even come, yet."
"…Oh…" So that's all it was.
Relief washes over Kakashi for the second time that night. For once, Iruka being drunk off his ass is a benefit. He hasn't even noticed the violation. Somehow, knowing he's getting away with something so disgusting and degrading is turning Kakashi on all over again. He smirks to himself, gently rolling them over so he's back on top.
"My fault. I'll make sure to get you off this time."
Iruka scoffs, but as Kakashi starts to move, that bitterness quickly melts away into sweet, needy moans of pleasure.