Tunnel Vision

Kakashi and Iruka were having a quiet night in. After Iruka had the poison extracted from him, it hadn't taken long for the first of his memories to return, some filtering through naturally, and others coming in large bursts; and as he gradually became more quiet and reflective throughout the day, Kakashi suggested they have a movie night. He'd known Iruka had felt rude being so distant, and figured this was a way he could be with his thoughts without feeling so guilty about it; and Iruka had taken up the offer, seemingly oblivious of his intentions, or at least pretending to be.

After a couple of movies, the evening had slipped away; and suddenly, as their last movie ended, they had reached a time where it was too early to go to bed, but too late to start another movie if they wanted to get up at a decent hour; and Kakashi was debating putting another one on. He asked Iruka what he wanted to do, and turned to him when he got no reply; and saw an absent, but worried expression darkened across his face. He reached out and gently touched his shoulder to get his attention; and Iruka jumped, not expecting the contact.

"Are you okay? You look troubled."

"I just… don't feel right; and I'm wondering if I should see Tsunade-sama."

"Why? What's wrong?" Kakashi asked more attentively.

"I'm starting to get some of my memories back - the ones with you. They're recent, I think; but in them, we're just… friends. And I'm really confused, because my heart is telling me that's wrong. I mean, I'm in love with you; and you've made it clear you love me, too."

"Oh." Kakashi's heart sunk. "Perhaps what you're remembering isn't as recent as you thought?" he suggested evasively - he wasn't ready to have that conversation yet, and admittedly, too scared to.

"I don't know. I'm so confused…" Iruka said, crestfallen. "I never asked you about our relationship because I wanted to remember it for myself; but now I'm worried that the poison has done something to mess everything up..."

"We can see Tsunade-sama if you're that concerned, but I think it could be worth waiting until tomorrow - we only saw her this morning, so maybe you just need time." Kakashi reasoned.

"You might be right... 'kay, I'll wait." Iruka wrapped his arms around his knees and stared absently at the ground as tears welled up in his eyes. "It's just not fair that I can't even remember you right. I love you so much, 'kashi, and my memories of you are important to me."

"Hey, I love you, too, 'Ru." Kakashi said soothingly, gently tilting his head towards him and kissing his forehead. "Regardless of how you remember me, that's never going to change. I promise."

Kakashi wiped away Iruka's tears and brushed away the stray hair that had fallen over his face, resting his hand on his cheek; and when Iruka gazed into his eyes, Kakashi was transfixed to his expression. There was so much emotion in his eyes - one of the things he had always noticed when he saw Iruka; and usually he knew how he was feeling, but this time there was something unreadable, something he couldn't figure out. But as he stared, he did catch the way Iruka's eyes kept bouncing from his lips to his eyes hungrily... how an intimate tension had built up between them... how his heart was beating wildly but his breathing had stopped; and how Iruka had made time stand still. Kakashi was drawn to him in so many ways; and he couldn't resist planting a deep, tender kiss on his lips.

Iruka was quick to respond, pushing his parted lips against his; and he sensually sucked at Kakashi's lip as he slowly drew away and softened the kiss; and Kakashi chased after him, slipping his tongue in when their lips met again, as he became more heated and feverish. Iruka's hands automatically went to Kakashi's body, gripping his sides as they made out; and he guided Kakashi closer, sliding his hands down to his hips as he settled himself against the corner of the lounge, between the arm and back rests. Kakashi crawled across until he was in Iruka's lap, sitting with his legs spread along the outside of Iruka's; and within seconds, Iruka had pulled his shirt off, taking his head protector with it, and Kakashi did the same to him. Then when their shirts were out of the way, Kakashi hung his hands around Iruka's neck; and his kisses started to trail in his desire to taste more of him.

Iruka's hands slid from Kakashi's hips to his ass as butterflies quivered across his body, and he dug his finger pads into him when he found the perfect curve to grip and massage. Kakashi exhaled heavily as a pleasant shiver ran up his spine; and he sucked hard at Iruka's neck, losing himself to the touch. He was usually expected to be a top, so his ass didn't get much attention; but the way Iruka was treating it, it was a setup for bottoming; and he was really turned on.

Kakashi worked his way down Iruka's chest, teasing him as he kissed and sucked at his skin; and as he slowly got lower, his hands followed him down, gripping at Iruka's hips and then thighs as he crept back. Iruka gasped in pleasure; and his hands slid up from Kakashi's ass, dragging along his back as he tried to grasp onto him in the heat of the moment. Then suddenly Kakashi was unclasping Iruka's pants and sliding them away, leaving him in only his briefs; and when he laid eyes on his outlined erection, his cheeks grew hot. Iruka was big.

Kakashi spread Iruka's legs apart, sliding a hand along his thigh as he fit in between him, and slipped his fingers beneath the material hiding his erection, caressing it as he brought his mouth up to the top of Iruka's abdomen, making him squirm as he continued the trail down his body. Then finally, when Kakashi finished with his teasing, he hooked his thumbs through Iruka's briefs and pulled them away, down past his knees, where they were kicked the rest of the way off. And now that Iruka was naked, Kakashi was ready to taste his cock.

Iruka's breath hitched when Kakashi started licking and sucking along his shaft, lubricating him with his spit; and his hand found its way to Kakashi's head, resting in his hair as he worked away. Kakashi was doing all sorts of things with his tongue; and Iruka closed his eyes, letting out a low moan as sparks of ecstasy massaged its way up his body. Then suddenly, he felt his cock slide right down Kakashi's throat; and his fingers tightened in Kakashi's hair as he gasped in surprised pleasure. Kakashi kept going, with deep, slow movements, wanting to taste every part of Iruka, to have all of him in his mouth; and when he was finally satisfied, he drew away, breathless but unrestrained. He sat back up again and looked at Iruka, flushed with a slightly dazed smile across his face; and when Iruka met his lustful gaze, he couldn't resist him any longer, and brought himself forward to kiss his lips again.

"Let's get your clothes off." he murmured needily, sliding his hands down Kakashi's back. "They're in the way of what I want to do to you."

When Kakashi was stripped, Iruka hugged him from behind, pressing his wet erection into him as he kissed and sucked at his neck; and Kakashi exhaled heavily when one of Iruka's hands found his cock and slowly began massaging it. His body was on fire, and he wanted Iruka to fuck him right then - he was desperate to feel him inside of him.

"'Ruka…" he whimpered.

"I know." Iruka murmured in his ear. "Get on the lounge."

Kakashi obeyed, and crawled along the cushions on all fours, until he was close enough to reach the arm rests; and he settled with his legs spread apart and ass raised. He felt a little vulnerable not being the one in control, but it also excited him; and he was ready for Iruka to take him, however he pleased.

Iruka steadied himself behind Kakashi and grabbed at his ass, massaging his cheeks further apart; and he ran his thumbs down the centre, swirling them around his skin. Kakashi shivered in anticipation at Iruka's teasing touch, barely keeping still as Iruka felt around and massaged everywhere but the one place he wanted it. Then suddenly, he stopped altogether, leaving Kakashi even more worked up; but a moment later, he was back, sliding very wet fingers along the area.

Kakashi gripped the edge of the lounge as two fingers slipped inside of him; and he groaned in pleasure as Iruka pushed them all the way in and worked on a rhythm, building up the speed as Kakashi got used to the sensation. Then a third finger slipped in, stretching Kakashi wider, and everything he was feeling became even more intense. Iruka knew exactly what he was doing; and it was driving him wild. 

"'Ruka…" he moaned. "Your cock."

"What about it?" Iruka murmured teasingly, slowing the rhythm of his fingering to a near stop.

"I want it." he panted. "Please… Please fuck me."

Iruka couldn't resist Kakashi's begging, and pulled his fingers out; gripping his ass instead, as he positioned himself even closer. He lubricated his cock and Kakashi's ass again with saliva; and then he slowly pushed his tip in. Kakashi was rendered breathless as he stretched even further for Iruka; and he gripped the lounge tightly as an intense thrill shivered up his spine. He felt Iruka rock back and forth gently as he eased his way in; and when the rhythm quickened, he barely registered the hands that had settled over his hips, as he got lost in the feel of Iruka filling him.

Iruka became more desperate, pushing deeper as Kakashi accepted every inch of him; and Kakashi had nearly lost control, gasping and moaning with every thrust. His ass burned in a way that made him crave more; and he slid himself back against Iruka's forward movements, caught in the heat of the moment.

"Mmf - ah!" he gasped loudly, digging his nails into the lounge as an explosion of ecstasy suddenly burst through his body.

Iruka hit the same spot, and Kakashi cried out again, losing his breath as the wave of euphoric tension built up inside of him. He was feeling it everywhere - deep inside of him, along his cock, spreading throughout his entire body; and it only intensified with each thrust. Then suddenly, he was at the point of no return, and the tension sent him into a desperate frenzy.

"Iruka, I'm going to -!"

Kakashi was cut off by the heavy orgasm that rippled through him, and couldn't speak as the euphoria took over; and Iruka felt his light spasm as he rode it out. A couple more thrusts, and Iruka reached his climax, too; moaning breathlessly as he felt the warmth of his release filling Kakashi. Kakashi gaped as he felt it squirt through him; and he felt a similar warmth dribbling down his cock, as his own cum oozed out. He had never finished so hard before, and he felt good in so many ways.

When Iruka pulled out, Kakashi all but collapsed on the lounge, weak and completely spent; and as he sat there catching his breath, Iruka joined him, smiling to himself in the afterglow. Everything that just happened felt special to him, almost like it had been their first time, but he had also been very in sync with Kakashi, like even though he'd lost his memories, his body still remembered what he liked when they got intimate; and Iruka couldn't be happier.

After a moment of sitting together in comfortable silence, Kakashi suddenly rose from the lounge; and Iruka turned to him, distracted from his thoughts.

"It's getting late, so I'm going to clean up then go to bed. Are you coming?"

"Soon." Iruka smiled. "You go on ahead."

"Okay." Kakashi leaned down and planted a kiss on Iruka's lips.

"Love you." he blushed, when he pulled away.

"Love you, too, 'kashi."

By the time Iruka was ready for bed, Kakashi had almost dozed off; and he watched sleepily as he changed into his pyjamas - long pants and a short sleeved shirt, this time. There was something off about him - he seemed particularly slow with his movements, like he was running on autopilot, and his face held the same troubled expression as earlier; and Kakashi was a little worried. Had a bad memory returned?

"You took your time. Are you okay?" Kakashi asked as Iruka slipped into bed. Iruka paused and looked at him as he considered his answer.

"Yeah…" he smiled absently. "Just had some more memories come through."

"Oh? That's good."

"Mm." he responded quietly. "Let's get some sleep."

"'kay, then, 'Ru. We'll talk later."

Kakashi kissed Iruka goodnight as he settled under the covers; and wrapped his arms around him, pulling him close as they spooned. He fell asleep almost instantly after attaching himself to him; and Iruka was left with his thoughts, which were draining the life out of him bit by bit as he struggled to figure out fact from fiction. Why were his memories of his relationship with Kakashi different to reality?

Daggers stabbed at his chest, and nausea swirled in his gut, tempting a panic attack, as he thought about all the possible reasons why; and suddenly, tears brimmed in his eyes and slid down his face when he came to his final conclusions. Either the poison had damaged those memories; or Kakashi had been lying to him about their relationship.

And Iruka didn't know which hurt more.