By: Selim

Summary: Side pwp of A Family For Me. Kakashi and Iruka’s one year anniversary, they decide to celebrate with a little bit of bondage.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto

Accented breathing hitched as long, thin fingers pushed gently along the skin of pale thighs; Iruka groaned lowly. Spreading his legs further apart, the dark haired academy instructor threw his head back as the caresses brushed against the warm flesh of his inner thigh. Kakashi brought his lips down to touch the pale skin that joined Iruka’s long, lean legs to his pelvis making the brunette instructor buck with unwillingly laughter. “That tickles, Kaka-chan.” The jounin kissed the skin again before sitting up to memorize the sight of his eager husband.

The instructor’s haitai-ate was used to tie its user down to the headboard. The fabric complimented almost perfectly with the red silk scarf that shielded Iruka’s eyes from what was going on in the room. Kakashi had made a promise when the bedroom door was shut that he would not hurt Iruka physically; especially since Kakashi found bondage a turn on while Iruka – the innocent teacher – was so unaware of its existence that the thought of it scared him. With Iruka’s trust in his hands, Kakashi planned to make this a pleasurable experience so it would happen more often.

And Kakashi wanted to see Iruka open to him like this more often.

Leaning down, the silver haired jounin captured Iruka’s lips in a chaste kiss before pulling back to see his husband’s face. Rosy lips, colored and bruised from heavy kissing, were open and wet from more lavished touches; Kakashi brought his finger to touch the skin. As hoped, Iruka sucked on the digit wantonly. His pink tongue brought exciting shocks though Kakashi’s body as his second finger was taken into the depths of Iruka’s mouth. Kakashi smiled at how distracted Iruka was and brought his free hand down to his love’s erection. Iruka’s tongue ministrations halted with a choke before he threw his head back.

Reaching on the stand, Kakashi took the last item on the surface and brought it back towards him. The smooth band slid easily through his fingers as he loosened the clasp and brought it around the tip of Iruka’s cock before bringing it to the base. Before Iruka could squirm away, he tightened the band. “Kakashi! What are you doing?” The instructor hissed, pulling to sit up. Kakashi pushed his lover back down against the bed.

“Trust me,” He insisted. Instead of continuing his earlier actions, though, he brushed his hands against Iruka’s navel before laying completely on his lover in comfort. “I’m not going to hurt you.” He whispered, repeating this over and over until Iruka’s erratic breathing slowed down. The scarf moved frantically from Iruka’s eyelash movements as he looked around for what was going on, but the room was too dark with something as light engulfing as the scarf was. “Calm down, if you want to stop, we’ll stop. You don’t have to go through with this.”

Iruka’s head fell on his shoulder, facing Kakashi as he took a deep breath. “No.” Kakashi made a motion to remove the bindings. “No, not that. I want to continue, I promised this for our anniversary gift. I’m sorry; I was just, uh, startled. Please continue, Kaka-chan.” Iruka smiled towards his older lover. Kakashi returned it with a smirk of his own and a brush of the lips. Easing up, Kakashi raised his body just above Iruka’s.

“Sit up.” He commanded. His voice, laced with mischievousness, tried to sound authoritative but failed greatly. Iruka complied and pushed himself up the bed board with his legs. It took some time, but not as long as it could have taken if Iruka wasn’t trained to move in difficult positions. Iruka rested his head back against the cool board and looked in the direction that Kakashi’s charka was illuminating from. He smiled, sexily. Kakashi groaned as he brought himself forward, so glad they’d undressed themselves savagely while heading to the bed. “Suck,” he commanded huskily. He positioned his own pulsing dick in front of Iruka’s lips, letting the pearly droplets on the tip rub against the petal-like lips. Iruka took the tip in his mouth hungrily.

Leaning forward, Iruka deep throated more of Kakashi’s length in his mouth, his arms pulling his haitai-ate bondage so he could grab Kakashi’s hips for more control. Instead, the haitai-ate clinked against the headboard, adding noise to join with the grunts from the jounin. Thrusting his hips forward, Kakashi grabbed the headboard to control himself. Damn Iruka. The brunette was a master with his tongue, even if he didn’t look it. This was one of the traits Kakashi hoped the teacher never lost.

Said tongue was running along the blue vein, torturing the flesh slowly before taking just the head in his mouth and sucking. Iruka’s face was scrunched up in concentration, adding to the thought that he knew just where to pleasure his husband. Teeth innocently grazed the skin, not adding any pressure to cause pain. Kakashi groaned. Without knowing it, Iruka was taking control of the bondage situation – something Kakashi didn’t want happening, yet. It took a lot of will power, but Kakashi pulled himself away, leaving a string of saliva to spread from the tip of his erection to Iruka’s upper lip. Lick it, he thought.

As if knowing, Iruka licked the remnants that hung from his lip until he couldn’t get anymore. Grabbing a tissue from the other bedside table, Kakashi cleaned his husbands face before kissing the man’s lips. This night couldn’t be any better. Iruka was becoming very reactive at that point, licking his lips to remind himself of Kakashi’s taste.

“Can you turn around?” Kakashi asked. He wasn’t so sure if the knot would allow Iruka to turn his body so his backside faced the silver haired jounin. Iruka nodded and turned his body with effort so his arms were crossed in front of him, his bottom perched in the air in front of Kakashi’s face.

“Like this, master?” He joked; Kakashi’s eyes gave a delighted tint at the word. “Kakashi?” Iruka tilted his head back, concerned when the jounin didn’t respond.

“Mm.” Kakashi muttered under his breath, his eyes fixated on the flesh he felt he had right to call his property. Iruka’s butt, not even tanned from the sun, was a very appealing part of the brunette. Plump and unblemished, it derived an urge from the possessive jounin to bite it, claiming the flesh. Iruka always became angry when he did, becoming embarrassed that Kakashi could be infatuated by a part of the body that he found unattractive. Iruka preferred Kakashi’s chest, in contrast.

Leaning forward, Kakashi let his lips fall onto the warm globes, his fingers brushing along the skin before pulling the cheeks apart. Iruka gasped, his now red face not turning back to the wall. Letting his dark obsidian eye and sharingan eye gaze fall on Iruka’s face, Kakashi brought his tongue over the chuunin’s pink orifice before pushing past the tight ring of muscles. The muscles seemed to only instinctively tighten and push to get the foreign object out. Kakashi didn’t give up as he pushed his tongue in further, brushing along the inner walls of his husband’s body. Iruka groaned, his body beginning to relax, his back pushing to feel more of Kakashi’s tongue.

Grasping the chuunin’s waist, Kakashi stopped the other from thrusting back onto his tongue, regaining his control as he pushed his tongue in and out in mock thrusts. Finally, pulling back he bit Iruka’s right butt cheek and raised his body behind his lover’s. There was no real need to prepare him since Iruka was able to endure penetration with recent dates of their sex life. Pressing his tip against the slick entrance, Kakashi pushed forward and slowly penetrated into the quivering heat.

“Ah, Kakashi-!” Iruka grasped the pillow under him as his body was thrown forward when Kakashi slammed the rest of the way before stopping. Panting, Iruka’s head brushed against the headboard, raising the scarf up some but not enough to fall off. Moans escaped his lips loudly before he panted, trying to get use to being filled. “Please…”

“Please what?” Kakashi joked.

“Fuck me…”

“As you please.” Pulling out, Kakashi thrusts back in at full force. From memory, he knew the exact position to slam in so he hit the right bundle of nerves that had Iruka screaming. That melodious sound came from Iruka’s lips immediately, a mix of a moan and Kakashi’s name, making the jounin moan in possession. Leaning down, he kissed the skin around Iruka’s shoulders, kissing the skin carefully before breaking the skin with his teeth. He repeated this twice more on the shoulder before turning to the next shoulder blade to make parallel marks. Finally, he released the last bite and licked off the blood. His eyes boiled with lust as his hips picked up speed.

Iruka’s body fell forward as he moaned loudly, begging Kakashi to let him come. Kakashi smiled as he reached in front of Iruka and ran his fingers over the warm flesh. The chuunin shivered. Carefully, he rubbed Iruka’s sacs, letting the heavy flesh fall into his palm as his eyes watch Iruka’s face. The scarf had fallen, barely hanging from his face, but Iruka’s eyes remained tightly shut. Flush and sweaty, Iruka’s face was scrunched in ecstasy, his mouth hanging open with a line of saliva falling as he panted past his moans. Beautiful.

A tightening in his stomach told Kakashi he was going to come soon, and his fingers flimsily untied the band at the base of Iruka’s cock. With a few more thrusts, Iruka’s body shook when he cried out his lover’s name in the air, his orgasm coming fast and hard. With a grunt of Iruka’s name, Kakashi followed. His body shook; every nerve was alive and singing as he panted before pulling out of the chuunin, his watchful eyes remembering the look of exhaustion on the sweaty, brunet man.

Untying the haitai-ate, Kakashi let the cloth fall to the ground before pulling Iruka into his arms. “I love you, Iruka.” He kissed the top of Iruka’s messy hair.

“I ‘av ou.” Was the gargled reply from his lover as dazed eyes fell from the sexual high he had. “’Ap’y an’a’ver’ary,” he mumbled into Kakashi’s neck.

“Yes, happy anniversary, love.” Kakashi kissed both of Iruka’s eyelids as the chuunin fell asleep. Happy one year of marriage…