Chapter 3
"Just a minute!" was Iruka's quick answer as he heard the loud knock from his door and as quickly he put down a pile of books and scrolls he had gathered to his arms. He winced slightly as his bruised side stretch in the process. Maybe there really was some sense in the doctor’s order for him to take it easy for awhile.
That thought left alone, Iruka stepped out of his bedroom and hurried through his living room, to his front door. He wasn’t at all surprised to hear the knock on the door; after all it seemed half the Konoha village had some urgent need to come check every fifth minute if he was okay. What actually did surprise him was to find the lazy looking Kakashi behind his door.
“Aaa~ Kakashi-sama, what a pleasant surprise”, Iruka said politely, but not necessarily truthfully. Kakashi’s showing up on his doorsteps reminded him that he had not yet thanked the man for saving his life. A thing he hoped he could have put some thought of before actually doing it. How Kakashi-like to ruin a simple thing like that by just showing up.
“Mmm… Kakashi-sama, I don’t know how to thank you…” Iruka started, but was cut of by Kakashi’s raised hand.
“Inviting me in could be a start”, Kakashi said, and before Iruka could open his door full, Kakashi had passed him in to his living room.
“Can I get you some tea”, Iruka asked, not entirely sure how he should react to Kakashi’s bluntness.
“Sake would be better, if you have any”.
“I think I can find some”, Iruka said; glad to have some excuse to leave the other man, even if just for a second.
Few minutes later, Iruka returned to Kakashi’s company, carrying a tray with two cups and an un-opened bottle of sake. It was slightly too early for sake if asked him, but for courtesy, he too would of course drink a cup. And if being truthful, Iruka had an uneasy feeling he might actually need the small amount of alcohol. Placing the tray on the kotatsu, by witch Kakashi had relaxingly seated himself; Iruka kneeled beside him, his slight wince being un-noticeable if one hadn’t been exactly looking it.
And Kakashi was.
“Your insides still not healing?” Kakashi asked bluntly, making Iruka spill the drink he was pouring.
“H-how do you…” Iruka stammered wide eyed, but Kakashi’s serious look on his only visible eye made him swallow his embarrassment and collect himself. “No”, he simply answered, excusing himself for having to look the other man by focusing on the sake he had once already spilled.
Kakashi said nothing back and Iruka was glad he did not continue on this topic. He could very well handle the things that had happened with Mizuki as long as the number of people knowing about it stayed as little as possible. Giving Kakashi first his own cup, Iruka drowned his own, just like he had foreseen. After a small uncomfortable silence, Iruka was forced to draw his eyes from the surface of the kotatsu, just to be captured by the unusually intense stare of Kakashi’s visible eye.
Iruka was already reaching for a refill, just to get away from the stare of his colleague, when Kakashi’s voice stopped him.
“We found out what’s keeping you from healing”.
“Y-you did?” Iruka asked unsure. The news was greatly welcomed of course, he just hoped it would have been somebody, anybody, else than Kakashi telling it.
“Yeah, it’s a seal”.
“A seal?” That was unexpected, Iruka thought, still slightly self-conscious about the fact that he was actually talking with Kakashi about the state of his… private parts.
“Apparently very commonly used one among the Konoha prisoners. It is actually very easy sealing jutsu, made with natural chakra release that happens during release. Which is of course the only way it could be made since all ‘un-natural’ chakra release is sealed away in the prison. Fascinating isn’t it?” Kakashi asked with risen eyebrow, as if they were discussing just some clever jutsu that had just unrevealed its secrets to them. Which they actually were, but since it was the result of his humiliating sexual assault and the reason why simple things like sitting and walking were uncomfortable as hell, Iruka couldn’t really share the casual conversation tone with Kakashi.
“Really. What about cure? Has the research team come up with one now?” Iruka asked hopefully.
“No”, was the simple answer that shot down Iruka’s hopes for quick recovery.
Kakashi, seeing how his blunt answer managed to depress Iruka, even though he tried to hide it, voiced now the thing, why they had decided it would be him who tells the news to Iruka. Or actually he had convinced Sakura that the cure would be so embarrassing that it would traumatize Iruka for life, so it would be better not to even suggest it. Of course Kakashi had only said this so that if he actually was ready to try the cure, he would be the one doing it, not some med-nin stranger. The mare though of that scenario gave him the chills.
“Or actually they haven’t yet come up with another cure”.
“Another? Meaning there is already one… what are the risks in it?” Iruka asked, getting his hopes slightly up. Because even though his current condition was not in any way serious, it was uncomfortable. And more than anything, he wanted to get back to work, back to his normal life, where he could forget and bury the things his former comrade, former friend had done to him. And that wouldn’t happen as long as the slight, sharp pain radiated to his lower back on every step he took.
“Risks; none. Pain; a lot…” Kakashi started, but was cut abruptly.
“I can deal the pain”, Iruka said firmly, straightening his pose. Every shinobi in the village was accustomed to pain almost before they learned to walk. If Kakashi though that just because he hadn’t been on that many missions in the past years, he was somehow unable to take the pain, he was wrong.
“How about shame?” Kakashi’s asked, catching Iruka off guard. But before he could answer anything Kakashi continued. “Could you go all the way through Mizuki’s assault again if it healed you?”
“Yes”, Iruka answered quickly. Too quickly.
“Really?” Kakashi asked his voice oddly low and musky, making Iruka’s mouth dry and hands sweat for some odd reason. Not able to hold the gaze with Kakashi’s intense stare, Iruka lowered his eyes to his lap, thinking through his answer this time. Could he do it again, this time more than less willingly, if it meant he could then put this all behind him and be back in his class with his kids first thing tomorrow morning?
“Yes”, Iruka answered, his determined gaze meeting Kakashi.
“Shall we go then?” Kakashi asked standing up and taking a few steps towards Iruka’s bedroom, before he could get up and voice his shock.
“Wait, where are you going?” Iruka asked puzzled as he hurried up to prevent Kakashi entering his bedroom.
“To your room of course, it will be much comfortable on a bed”, Kakashi explained patiently.
“With you?” Iruka asked, not sure if he was following Kakashi’s trail of though. He though they would need Mizuki… but if it was instead the act and Kakashi was… the though made Iruka suddenly feel the blood rising to his cheeks.
“You have somebody else in mind?” Kakashi asked, suddenly sounding oddly colorless. Iruka was sure he was glowing like the lambs on the red light district, but still managed a slight shake of head.
“Then isn’t it better if I do it in your own house’s privacy than that it is done by some white coat with colleagues hovering around”, Kakashi asked relieved. His secret fear had always been that Iruka had already someone waiting to be in his life. Now he at least knew there were no male competitors for him.
The fact that Iruka had actually considered to be taken by Mizuki again meant he didn’t really care who did it as long as it meant he could move forward. But thinking the two scenarios, the one in his own did actually sound better, even if it was done by Kakashi. Not that there was anything wrong with him, on the contrary. The fact that the man had intrigued him since the first day they met, made him think the upcoming event more nervously than he maybe had if it had been anyone else than Kakashi. And with this thought, came a question that should have come to his mind a lot sooner.
“Kakashi, why are you here, offering to help me with this”, Iruka asked, his question halting Kakashi’s steps towards his bedroom.
“By a coincidence?” Kakashi asked, turning around lazily, showing his right hand to his pocket. He wasn’t sure if he wanted Iruka to know his true feelings just yet. At least not the whole truth. “As you might have known, I hold very little people even relatively dear to me. You happen to be very special to one of those few. And I did start this by bringing you back here from the woods so I guess I’m allowed to feel some concern to see this finished, am I right?”
“Sorry… for asking”, Iruka said feeling slightly embarrassed. And maybe disappointed? Not that he knew what kind of answer he had actually hoped to have.
Surrendering, Iruka followed Kakashi to his room, where a familiar mess greeted him. His other rooms were usually tidy, ready to the judging looks of some of his guests. But his private places were taken over by a cozy little mess. In the case of his bedroom, that meant various scrolls, books and clothes scattered around.
As Kakashi went to the window and closed the blinds, Iruka closed the door behind them, the room turning from the golden orange to a more shady one since the setting sun was locked out. Iruka was already thinking of how to ask Kakashi, how they should proceed, when he saw the man unzipping his west and throwing it to the ground. At the first sight of bared skin of Kakashi’s abdomen, Iruka turned his eyes away, scared by the fact that for a second he had yearned to see even more. So instead of staring the other man undress, he quickly got out of his own shirt and pants.
Wearing now only his boxer shorts, Iruka was forced to move his gaze back on Kakashi; if for nothing else than to know what to do next. There might have been a question on Iruka’s mind, but if there was, he was never able to voice it. Kakashi’s lean, muscular frame was stretched over his bed, arranging his covers and pillows to a big bundle in the middle, as his naked back was colored gold by the few rays of the setting sun that got past the blinds. A sight that burned its image to Iruka’s mind and made his neck flush from different reasons than embarrassment.
As his body quickly reacted to the sight, Iruka suddenly became very aware of the fact that the only thing covering, concealing, him was a pair of boxer shorts. And aiming for the bad timing awards, that was the second Kakashi decided to face him again. And maybe it was because of the very state of his own body, Iruka was able to draw his eyes from Kakashi now fully exposed front and turn his back to him. He didn’t need instructors what to do next. Standing by his bed, he dropped his boxers only with slightly shaking hands and got on the bed, positioning himself on the bundle Kakashi had made.
“For this to work, I need to go bare. My last test was negative and I have not had sex since it so you don’t have to worry about that”, Kakashi said, crawling on the bed. He tried to ignore how painfully delicious Iruka looked there, ass raised high up, just waiting to be taken. There would be no problem to get him excited; that sight alone had made him painfully hard.
Iruka barely made a sound to this. Getting a sexual decease from Kakashi was the last thing on his mind right now. He couldn’t see Kakashi, deliberately facing the other way around than the jounin. But he could feel the mattress sunk when the other man came closer and he could feel the heat radiating from the other body. It made Iruka bury his face to his hands, while his erection, pressed against the pile of pillows, was silently answering the call of Kakashi’s body behind him.
It made Iruka jump when he felt cool, caressing touch against his spine. He was already turning around to face Kakashi when the other man spoke.
“Just relax… this isn’t going to be easy”, Kakashi said on a low, hushing voice. His long and strong fingers caressing massaged the muscles around Iruka’s spine and lower back. It took only for a few seconds for Iruka’s posture to relax and sunk deeper to the pile of pillows.
Iruka relaxed and let Kakashi’s touch carry him away. But as his muscles and tension went away, it gave room for his thoughts. One of them realized he was as relaxed as he could possibly get in this situation, but still Kakashi had made no move to proceed. Iruka turned around slightly, to see what was the other man doing. Wrong move. Iruka could feel the blood running from face to his groin and quickly turned back. Of course. Just because he was already hard from the mere look of naked Kakashi, didn’t mean the other man was too. It was only natural that he needed some help to get himself erect in a situation like this. But still, for all he saw a moment ago, Kakashi should be quite a ready right now.
Iruka waited a few minutes, but since still, nothing was happening, he voiced out his question: “Kakashi… shouldn’t we just…”
The hand on Iruka’s back stopped, somehow making Iruka unable to finish his sentence.
“Your rectum is covered by a foreign chakra wall. That wall is in direct touch with all the nerves in there. If anything is pressed against that chakra wall, it sends a jolt to those nerves, causing an indescribable pain. It doesn’t come down until a natural chakra release from a second party gets involved”, Kakashi said, without any emotion in his voice. His next words instead were so warm, that Iruka though he might have just fallen asleep and dreamed them “I don’t wish to cause you pain any longer than absolutely necessary”.
For this, Iruka rose up. He was confused and just hearing Kakashi voice suddenly wasn’t enough. He wanted to see himself what the man was really up to. The look on Kakashi’s unmasked, handsome face just before it changed to surprised one, when Iruka had suddenly turned, was even more confusing. But even if confused, somehow it made Iruka feel really warm inside and a thought that he would have been extremely ashamed and embarrassed of in any other day, surfaced his mind as the most logical thing to do.
“And so you want to be as much on the edge as possible”, Iruka said and through his long lashes his gaze met Kakashi’s.
Iruka wasn’t sure if there was a nod of some sort before he lowered his face and pushed Kakashi’s hand away, replacing it with his own mouth. He could hear Kakashi gasping, from surprise, from the sensation, Iruka didn’t care. He didn’t know what the page they were on right now was. But he did know that Kakashi was here, caring, trying to help him. And the least he could was to meet him halfway. So instead of letting Kakashi do all the work, Iruka slide the already hard member of Kakashi in and outside of his mouth.
It had been years since he’d given a head to someone, but by the sounds Kakashi was making, he wasn’t entirely unskilled. Taking Kakashi inside his mouth as far as he could and then scraping the tender skin of his shaft slightly with his teeth as he pulled up and finally giving twirling of tongue and a suck on the tip was getting pleased reaction from Kakashi. At least if the sounds of breaths caught up in the throat and the tightening of his thighs were anything to believe.
Kakashi could only brace himself by grapping Iruka’s shoulder as the other man once again took him to the warm, wet embrace of his mouth. Forcing his hips to not meet on the half way and just fuck that sinfully skilled mouth of Iruka, Kakashi once again swallowed the low moan that was coming from the pit of his stomach. He wasn’t sure if he was happy or pissed that his body responded this well to Iruka’s touch, but either way, if he soon didn’t call the quits, he would come, and hard, to that delightful mouth.
And then it came. Iruka managed to relax his throat enough take him all in, his lips circling tightly around the base of the shaft and then he hummed, his throat vibrating around the tip of his erection. For that, Kakashi mind went black and he could feel the tension on his stomach readying to explode. In years to come, Kakashi always remembered to congratulate himself for being able to pull Iruka up then. Mind half blind and limbs shaking, Kakashi pushed the surprised and coughing Iruka on top the pillows. Even with shaky hands, he had no trouble to guide himself between Iruka’s buttock and with one swift push he was all the way in.
Kakashi’s blood almost chilled as Iruka screamed. If he hadn’t been so close to edge and in the mind fucking tight embrace of Iruka’s ass, he would have probably went limp by that sound alone. He had been on the battlefield most of his life and seen people getting hurt by more way that was possible for one human mind to think of. But never had he heard a scream so full of pain and agony that it almost made his heart stop. And never had he been so reluctant to move before. But there was no choice. Trying to block away the pained screams that came beneath him every time he rocked his hips, Kakashi focused to his groin. After all, as soon as he came, Iruka’s suffering would be over.
Iruka tried his best not to scream every time Kakashi moved inside him. It was impossible though. He had never even imagined a pain like this could exist. It was too great to pass out and enough to make you wish you would die already. His insides were in flames and every time Kakashi moved, it felt like someone was ripping and scraping the walls inside his ass, making it impossible to not scream out. The cold sweat was pouring out everywhere on his body and he couldn’t focus on anything else but the pain and wishing it would stop.
When Kakashi heard the pleading sobs beneath the screams, he almost stopped. His body was screaming for a release, but the shaking body under him was ripping his heart out. Not knowing what to do, Kakashi slammed inside Iruka, harder and faster, gaining another scream that killed his soul a little bit more but the friction bringing him slightly more closer to the much needed release. Needing to convince his heart, Kakashi gathered the shaking body of Iruka’s to his arms, hugging him tightly. He snaked his other hand under Iruka’s and the feeling of the other man grapping it, to squeeze his hand against the mattress through his screams somehow helped. With one final push, Kakashi came inside Iruka together with one last pained scream.
Kakashi did not give in to wonderful relaxation that followed orgasm. Instead he hugged the violently shaking and now uncontrollably sobbing Iruka in a full body lock. His legs circled Iruka’s and his hands wiped the sweat wetted hairs off of his face as his lips kissed soothingly the twisting muscles of his neck. It took several minutes before the violent shaking was over and Iruka was even relatively aware of where he was.
“I’m sorry I had to hurt you”, Kakashi said, his voice genuinely full of tenderness, worry and regret, all the emotions his touch and body had already voiced awhile now.
“No…” Iruka said and turned around wincing. The unbearable pain was gone, but the soreness had stayed. He had no doubt that all of it would be gone in few days though. Not feeling courageous enough to face Kakashi, Iruka buried his head to his chest, returning the embrace. “You didn’t hurt me… you healed me”.