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Free Fiction Friday 15 – The Father of Her Child (A Naruto Fanfiction)

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I’m back for week fifteen of http://www.freefictionfriday.com! Today I’m posting something very different from everything else I’ve posted so far. It’s still fanfiction like my previous posts, but it’s not romance, erotica, or humor. It’s dark, and different from my usual writing style. Please heed the content advisories (they give away a lot but I’d rather over-warn than risk triggering people, because this piece has several potentially triggering themes/situations). It surprised me how dysfunctional and bleak the story ended up sounding, and I’m the author!

I wrote this story several years ago based on an odd, vivid dream that took place in the Naruto universe. When I awoke, I knew I had to turn the dream into a story. I typed notes, modified a few things from the dream to something that would be a story that made sense, and then let the words flow.

The protagonist is the first original character I’d written for a fanfiction piece in a very long time. I didn’t create her deliberately – she came to me fully formed in the dream. She’s… pretty fucked up in terms of her attitudes and actions/inactions. The other main character in this story is Sasuke (http://naruto.wikia.com/wiki/Sasuke). He’s a bit of a jerk in canon, and in this story, that still holds. This plot is in a divergence from the canon, as people familiar with Naruto will recognize. But it contains no plot spoilers for the series, beyond a bit of Sasuke’s backstory that’s revealed early in the anime/manga. This story can be understood without knowing the series (though people who know the series have an advantage in that the vocab is less unfamiliar).

Naruto, the world, and characters, belong to Masashi Kishimoto and I made no profit from the writing or posting of this piece.

ADVISORIES/CATEGORIES: dark story, kidnapping and rescue, unhealthy dysfunctional relationship (best described as quasi-Stockholm syndrome), not-so-strong female protagonist, jerkish manipulative male character, unplanned teenage pregnancy, discussion of pregnancy options (including reference to abortion) and prenatal medical care, mention of consensual sex between older teenagers (16M/17F), mentions of violence, minor character death, angst, introspection.

Potentially unfamiliar terms:
chakra – combined physical and spiritual energy contained in a person, necessary for performing techniques.
kunai – a type of knife used as a weapon.
sharingan – a rare ninja ability genetically unique to some members of Sasuke’s family. Can be activated/deactivated and has many uses, but they’re not detailed in the story.
ninjutsu – various ninja techniques.
taijutsu – martial arts ninjas use.
shinobi – ninjas in this universe.
Konoha – Sasuke’s home village

I hope anyone reading this enjoys it at some level!

She didn’t know what to call him. Her savior, her companion, her friend, her lover – none of those seemed to fit. There was only one thing he was to her that she knew for certain.

 

The father of her child.

 

He had happened upon her in the woods, while her captors slept. She was so drained of chakra at that point that they hadn’t even bothered to set up a watch rotation to worry about her escaping. He could have carried her out, chakra restraints and all, and unbound her feet and wrists when they were a safe distance away.

 

Instead, he purposely woke her captors, interrogated them, and killed them.

 

She was grateful to be rescued, but her first worry was that her savior would be no less cruel than the men who had kidnapped her. Killing the men who had been draining her chakra was the only way to keep her from becoming a liability to him. They would have hunted her down otherwise, for a while anyway. Someone like her with such vast chakra reserves was a rare resource, and they would not have parted with her, their personal chakra battery, easily. She understood that. It still bothered her though, the ease with which he had killed them. No hesitation, no mercy, just lightning fast speed and a kunai to the heart for each of them. He hadn’t even activated his sharingan.

 

He wiped his blade clean on the grass before freeing her.

 

He told her she was too weak to keep moving that night, and that they would stay there until morning. That way he wouldn’t have to carry her. He cut her restraints, then tossed her one of her captors’ sleeping bags.

 

They slept amongst the corpses, and she didn’t learn his name until the next day.

 

They ate the dead men’s food for breakfast, and took what looked useful from their supplies. Once he was sure she could move quickly enough to keep up with him, they set off in a direction of his choosing. He had asked her where she was from, but showed no intentions of taking her back to her village. It was just part of his fact gathering. For some reason, he thought it better to keep her with him than return her to her village, despite the fact that he would probably be rewarded for bringing her home safely.

 

She had no idea where they were, so she couldn’t just go off on her own. Despite the fact that her chakra reserves were huge compared to his, his ninjutsu and taijutsu were far superior to hers. And he had the sharingan.

 

So it was safer to stay with him, a potential protector, than to venture off and try to find her way home, from which she had been taken in a blindfolded, drugged state.

 

He told her just enough about himself so that she knew his mission. Kill his brother and restart his clan. When she asked where his brother was, he just told her they were on his trail. So she followed him, wondering what use she could be to him on his mission, and reminding herself to be grateful to be alive.

 

It was only a few days before they had sex for the first time. She wasn’t foolish enough to call it making love – there was no love between them, only desire and lust. She just didn’t know what his desire was for – her, sex, or the thought she did not even let enter her mind – restarting his clan. But that night, and the next, and those that followed, she didn’t care. She felt needed, wanted, cherished.

 

She knew she was pregnant only a few weeks later.

 

When she rebuffed his advances that night, he asked her what was wrong.

 

Sobbing, she told him, and he held her, stroking her hair as she wet his shirt with her tears.

 

He told her it would be all right. They would go to a doctor in the next town they reached, have her examined, and get her whatever vitamin supplements she needed. They would go to doctors for checkups as needed so they could make sure she was healthy during her pregnancy.

 

But what if she didn’t want to carry the pregnancy to term? She didn’t want to be a mother at seventeen.

 

When she said this, he pulled back as though she had slapped him in the face. He told her that it was her choice, but she could tell he was hurt and angry. It was only later, when she was less emotional, that she realized what aborting his child would mean to him. Her being pregnant was the symbol of his clan being reborn, and he couldn’t let that go.

 

She was a little over a month along when they first visited a doctor. The doctor pointed on the sonogram to the gestational sac where the embryo was growing – it was just a little dot. But she didn’t just see it as that. It was her child. His child. Their child. And she couldn’t kill it. She didn’t even know if she loved him, but she knew that she wanted to keep his baby.

 

When she told him she was keeping it, she could almost feel the relief radiating from him.

 

He bought her the vitamins the doctor recommended, and made a note of the next time they should head into a town for a checkup. He treated her to a nice dinner, and she almost felt as though they were a normal couple. Almost.
She was three months along when they finally found his brother.

 

He had her wait at their camp, not wanting her to be used against him. He left to pursue his brother at dawn.

 

It was dusk when he returned, covered in blood.

 

He sat numbly as she cleaned the dried blood from his face with a damp cloth. None of it was his own. She heard a small sound and looked around quickly before realizing it had come from his throat.

 

A sob.

 

Soon, his whole body was shaking with his sobs, and she held him. She didn’t know what else to do; he had never been this vulnerable since she had met him. Making soothing noises like one would make to comfort a child, she just held him until he finally went limp in her arms.

 

They would never speak of that night.

 

The next day, everything was back to normal. He told her they would be heading back to his village with an appeal to withdraw his status as a missing nin and to allow him to reclaim status as the head of his clan.

 

Then, looking away, he muttered something about marriage.

 

To spare him the embarrassment of having to ask, she told him a clan couldn’t be just one person, and that she and their child would be part of the clan as well. If, of course, she could go back to her own village, let everyone know she was fine, and invite them to the wedding. She was a bit young to marry, but her parents would accept her decision. She just needed to know that she was not a captive, and that she was actually allowed to see her family and friends.

 

His reaction was unexpected. He actually apologized. Not for getting her pregnant, not for taking her with him across miles and miles on his quest, but for making her think she would never see her loved ones again.

 

She accepted his apology with grace, and more than a little relief.

 

They stopped in the next town to see a doctor. Everything was going well with the pregnancy, and she felt as though her heart had stopped when she saw the sonogram.

 

Her child actually looked like a baby. Not a dot, but a baby. She cried, filled with emotions she couldn’t describe, and he held her hand.

 

A few days of travel later, he told her they were almost home, and pointed in the direction of his village.

 

She stood and looked over at Konoha, just visible before the horizon. Was she making the right choice, keeping her baby, and staying with him? Why had he rescued her? Did he love her? Did she love him? Just what was he to her?

 

In a rare show of tenderness, he embraced her from behind and kissed her neck. He ran a hand gently over her belly, and interlaced his fingers with hers.

 

He was the father of her child.

 

And maybe that was enough.

And, there ends what I consider to be the most fucked up story I’ve written thus far. Let me know what you think!

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Free Fiction Friday 14: Sleeping Arrangements Part Four (A Naruto Fanfiction)

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Welcome to yet another http://www.freefictionfriday.com post! Today’s story is the fourth and final part of Sleeping Arrangements.
The previous parts can be found at the following links:
https://saratestarossa.wordpress.com/2014/10/24/free-fiction-friday-11-sleeping-arrangements-part-one-a-naruto-fanfiction/
https://saratestarossa.wordpress.com/2014/10/31/free-fiction-friday-12-sleeping-arrangements-part-two-a-naruto-fanfiction/
https://saratestarossa.wordpress.com/2014/11/07/free-fiction-friday-13-sleeping-arrangements-part-three-a-naruto-fanfiction/)
If you’d like to read this post (please heed the advisories, they’re important) and missed any of the last three week’s posts, make sure to get caught up!

Leaving the rest of the same intro text from before, feel free to scroll past if you’ve read it in a previous week. This story takes place in the same headcanon as the fanfic I posted during the first week (https://saratestarossa.wordpress.com/2014/08/01/free-fiction-friday-1-satin-and-senbon-a-naruto-fanfiction/). I wrote this in the world of the anime/manga Naruto several years ago, and it’s been one of my most well-received stories to date, despite some potentially controversial content (underage sex and large age difference between partners – more explanation below). This story features Haku (http://naruto.wikia.com/wiki/Haku_(Naruto)) and Zabuza (http://naruto.wikia.com/wiki/Zabuza_Momochi). It is ambiguous in the canon of the series whether the two are lovers, but I like to think they are. This piece contains no major plot spoilers for the series, beyond a bit of Haku’s backstory, and can be understood without knowing the series.

One thing you should know before reading this story is that Haku is not typical for a young teen. In addition to a past that made him grow up very fast out of necessity, he has lived as an adult for years by the main plot of this piece. His accepted role in life is to be Zabuza’s weapon, killing for Zabuza and anyone who employs them. He is old beyond his years, has seen much and done much. And he is the one to initiate sex with Zabuza in this story, and Zabuza does not take unfair advantage of him. I don’t write underage sex lightly, especially when one partner is much older, so I wanted to address this before the story itself. I will understand anyone skipping the next few weeks of my FFF posts if they prefer not to read a relationship between people with this big of an age gap and the younger being fourteen.

Now that’s out of the way…

Naruto, the world, and characters, belong to Masashi Kishimoto and I made no profit from the writing or posting of this piece.

 

ADVISORIES/CATEGORIES: consensual sex between a 14-year-old young man and 24-year-old man, discussion of puberty, explicit sexual content (oral and anal), somewhat D/s relationship (Master/weapon is the best way to describe their relationship), M/M, mentions of violence.

 

Potentially unfamiliar terms: shinobi is the word for ninjas in this universe.

 

I hope you enjoy the final part of Sleeping Arrangements! I’ve started it off with the last line of the previous post for context.

 

“Enough,” Zabuza growled.

 

Haku released Zabuza’s cock from his mouth, and sat up, looking down at the older man quizzically. “Did I do something wrong?”

 

Zabuza answered by sitting up and kissing Haku greedily, his tongue thrusting into the younger man’s mouth. Haku returned the kiss eagerly, glad that he hadn’t made a mistake, and that Zabuza still wanted him.

 

“Want to fuck you,” Zabuza said when their lips parted. He looked into Haku’s eyes, checking for any signs of trepidation or distaste.

 

Haku merely nodded eagerly, and moved from between Zabuza’s legs to lie on his back. “Is this okay?”

 

“Perfect,” Zabuza said, running his hand down Haku’s stomach and giving Haku’s cock a light stroke.

 

Haku let out a small noise of pleasure, pushing his hips up in hopes of more touches, but the older man withdrew his hand. Zabuza reached over to the nightstand, pulled a small jar of salve from the drawer, and coated two fingers with the substance. “Spread your legs for me,” he said.

 

Haku complied, and Zabuza repositioned himself between the younger man’s legs. “This may feel strange, but it shouldn’t hurt,” he said.

 

Haku’s breath hitched when a cool finger circled his asshole, then pushed gently inside. The salve allowed Zabuza to ease the finger into Haku’s tight heat, and the older man slowly pushed his finger in and out. It did feel a bit strange to Haku, but when that finger crooked upward, hitting a bundle of nerves, Haku gasped in surprise at the pleasure, and Zabuza continued to stroke the sensitive spot.

 

“Like that, do you?” Zabuza asked with a grin. “Want more?”

 

“Yes… more… please,” Haku said breathily.

 

Zabuza added a second finger to the first, stretching Haku further. The fingers still felt somewhat alien, but Haku couldn’t deny that the pressure against his prostate was driving him wild, and making his cock even harder.

 

“Need you,” Haku said. “Fu-fuck me? Please?”

 

Zabuza laughed when Haku stumbled over the profanity, and kissed him. “Not yet, Haku. Need you nice and ready for me.” He used his free hand to stroke Haku’s erection as he continued to stretch him.

 

Just as Haku was about to warn Zabuza that he would come from this alone if the older man didn’t stop, Zabuza’s hands left him. Haku watched through lust-glazed eyes as Zabuza slicked his cock with salve and positioned himself at Haku’s entrance.

 

One more look between them, no words needed, and Zabuza slowly pushed himself into Haku’s willing body. Haku gasped. Zabuza’s fingers were nothing compared to this sensation of being so utterly filled, both stretched wide and filled deep. Haku looked up at Zabuza with pleading eyes, wanting the older man to move.

 

Zabuza got the signal, and pulled out slightly before reburying himself to the hilt. Haku groaned, and grabbed Zabuza’s shoulders, painted nails sinking into flesh, making crescent shaped marks.

 

Realizing that he might have hurt Zabuza, Haku let go and muttered a quick “sorry”.

 

“It’s okay, you can hold on,” Zabuza said with a laugh, and continued thrusting, taking his own pleasure from the young man beneath him. “You feel so good.”

 

Haku moaned with pleasure, both from the compliment and from the rubbing of Zabuza’s cock against his sensitive prostate. He threw his arms around Zabuza’s broad back, barely noticing the sounds that escaped his throat as Zabuza pounded into him. He was trapped in simply feeling Zabuza inside of him, on top of him, thrusting and making his own noises of pleasure. Haku couldn’t have guessed how long it was before he was nearing his breaking point.

 

“Ahhh… so good… so close…. love you…” Haku babbled, waves of pleasure coursing through his body.

 

“Come for me,” Zabuza growled.

 

Within moments, Haku did, letting out an “ohhh!” as he reached his peak and came in spurts between their bodies.

 

It only took Zabuza a few more thrusts before he was driven over the edge, and he bit down hard on Haku’s shoulder as he came deep inside of his lover.

 

Haku let out a small whimper at the pain of the bite, but he relished it all the same. He hugged Zabuza even tighter to him, wanting to be as close as possible.

 

They lay there for a while, breathing ragged. Zabuza pulled out and rolled onto his side, gathering the younger man up in his arms and petting his hair and back. Haku sighed happily and nuzzled Zabuza’s neck.

 

“Did you mean what you said?” Zabuza asked after a few minutes, when they had come down from their orgasms.

 

“Hmmm?” Haku asked, not sure at first Zabuza meant. Then it dawned on him – Zabuza could only be referring to one thing. Haku had said that he loved the older man. He pulled back slightly so that he could look into Zabuza’s eyes.

 

“Yes, I meant it. I… I love you, Zabuza,” Haku said, looking up at Zabuza adoringly.

 

“Good,” Zabuza replied with a smile, kissing Haku on the forehead.

 

And Haku somehow knew that the single word meant that Zabuza loved him too, in his own way.

 

 

And, we’ll leave the two of them there. I truly hope you enjoyed this story, and I welcome comments!

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Free Fiction Friday 13: Sleeping Arrangements Part Three (A Naruto Fanfiction)

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Welcome to this week’s post for http://www.freefictionfriday.com! Today’s story is part three of four, and is a continuation of
https://saratestarossa.wordpress.com/2014/10/24/free-fiction-friday-11-sleeping-arrangements-part-one-a-naruto-fanfiction/ and
https://saratestarossa.wordpress.com/2014/10/31/free-fiction-friday-12-sleeping-arrangements-part-two-a-naruto-fanfiction/
So if you want to read it (please heed the advisories) and missed last week, or the week before, start at the appropriate part! This section is a bit shorter than the previous ones.

It takes place in the same headcanon as the fanfic I posted during the first week (https://saratestarossa.wordpress.com/2014/08/01/free-fiction-friday-1-satin-and-senbon-a-naruto-fanfiction/). I wrote this in the world of the anime/manga Naruto several years ago, and it’s been one of my most well-received stories to date, despite some potentially controversial content (underage sex and large age difference between partners – more explanation below). This story features Haku (http://naruto.wikia.com/wiki/Haku_(Naruto)) and Zabuza (http://naruto.wikia.com/wiki/Zabuza_Momochi). It is ambiguous in the canon of the series whether the two are lovers, but I like to think they are. This piece contains no major plot spoilers for the series, beyond a bit of Haku’s backstory, and can be understood without knowing the series.

One thing you should know before reading this story is that Haku is not typical for a young teen. In addition to a past that made him grow up very fast out of necessity, he has lived as an adult for years by the main plot of this piece. His accepted role in life is to be Zabuza’s weapon, killing for Zabuza and anyone who employs them. He is old beyond his years, has seen much and done much. And he is the one to initiate sex with Zabuza in this story, and Zabuza does not take unfair advantage of him. I don’t write underage sex lightly, especially when one partner is much older, so I wanted to address this before the story itself. I will understand anyone skipping the next few weeks of my FFF posts if they prefer not to read a relationship between people with this big of an age gap and the younger being fourteen.

Now that’s out of the way…

Naruto, the world, and characters, belong to Masashi Kishimoto and I made no profit from the writing or posting of this piece.

ADVISORIES/CATEGORIES: consensual sex between a 14-year-old young man and 24-year-old man, discussion of puberty, explicit sexual content (oral and anal), somewhat D/s relationship (Master/weapon is the best way to describe their relationship), M/M, mentions of violence.

Potentially unfamiliar terms: shinobi is the word for ninjas in this universe.

I hope you enjoy part three of Sleeping Arrangements! This is technically the first part of chapter 2 of 2, so I won’t start with anything from last week, but just get into the new part.

Haku awoke to find himself enveloped in warmth. This was nothing new, as he and Zabuza had slept together for years. There were several key differences this morning, though. For one, Haku wasn’t wearing the pants that he usually slept in. More importantly, this was the morning after the first time that he and Zabuza had been intimate. Haku smiled at the memory and snuggled closer into Zabuza’s chest. He felt a hand stroking his hair and realized that his lover was awake.

 

“Good morning,” Haku murmured, and leaned up to kiss Zabuza on the cheek.

 

Zabuza turned to face Haku and pressed a brief kiss to the younger man’s lips. “Good morning. Did you sleep well?”

 

“Better than any other time I can remember,” Haku said with a laugh.

 

“Good. Then I take it you don’t regret last night?” Zabuza asked, looking straight into Haku’s eyes.

 

Haku’s face grew serious. “I don’t regret it at all. I wanted it, wanted you. And I still want to experience more with you.”

 

“Good. Because you’re mine.” Zabuza kissed the teen fiercely, possessively.

 

Haku wondered exactly what Zabuza meant by “mine” at this moment. “My weapon”, “my lover”, or both? He pushed this question aside, allowing himself to get lost in the kiss.

 

When they broke apart, Zabuza said, “Give me a minute,” then left the bed and headed to the bathroom.

 

Haku closed his eyes, relaxing in the empty bed, until Zabuza returned, then the younger man took his own turn using the bathroom. When Haku came back to the bedroom, Zabuza was lying nude in the bed facing him, cock half erect, and the sheets were pushed aside. Haku took a moment to admire Zabuza’s muscular form, and felt himself begin to harden before getting back into bed. He lay beside Zabuza, looking into the older man’s eyes, not sure how to express his desires, which were still not fully formed in his mind.

 

“What do you want, Haku?” Zabuza asked, running his hand over Haku’s side and letting it rest on a hipbone.

 

After pondering a moment, Haku admitted, “I want to do for you what you did for me last night.”

 

“Remember what I said then? You have to be able to say what you mean if you want to do it.”

 

Haku blushed. “I want to suck your cock,” he said, feeling as though the words sounded odd coming from his mouth.

 

Zabuza didn’t seem to think so though, because he smirked and said, “I’d like that.” He rolled onto his back and spread his legs a bit so that the younger man would have easy access.

 

Haku followed Zabuza’s lead and knelt between his lover’s legs. He looked down at Zabuza’s now fully erect cock and licked his lips. He wasn’t sure that something that long would fit all the way into his mouth, but he would try his best to please Zabuza. He looked up at Zabuza for guidance, and the two pairs of brown eyes met.

 

“Go ahead,” Zabuza said huskily.

 

Haku leaned over and wrapped his lips around Zabuza’s cock, swirling his tongue around the head, remembering what had felt good to him the night before. He lowered his head, sucking a bit more of Zabuza’s length into his mouth, and licking the shaft as he went.

 

Zabuza let out a hum of pleasure, and his fingers tangled in Haku’s hair, tugging gently. “Good boy,” the older man said with a groan.

 

Haku moaned around Zabuza’s erection, discovering that he liked it when his hair was pulled. His own cock was already leaking precome and aching to be touched, but he was doing his best to concentrate on the task at hand. He continued to suck and lick, finding a rhythm of bobbing his head, sucking on the way up, and licking over the cockhead before sinking down again. After not much time, his jaw began to get tired, and he had trouble keeping up the pace.

 

“Enough,” Zabuza growled.

And I’m leaving you there because I’m eeeevil. *cackles gleefully* Seriously, though, there’s one more part and I’ll post it next week. I hope you enjoyed the story so far! Please leave a comment to tell me what you think!

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Free Fiction Friday 12: Sleeping Arrangements Part Two (A Naruto Fanfiction)

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Welcome to this week’s post for http://www.freefictionfriday.com! Today’s story is part two of three or four, and is a continuation of https://saratestarossa.wordpress.com/2014/10/24/free-fiction-friday-11-sleeping-arrangements-part-one-a-naruto-fanfiction/. So if you want to read it (please heed the advisories) and missed last week, start there!

It takes place in the same headcanon as the fanfic I posted during the first week (https://saratestarossa.wordpress.com/2014/08/01/free-fiction-friday-1-satin-and-senbon-a-naruto-fanfiction/). I wrote this in the world of the anime/manga Naruto several years ago, and it’s been one of my most well-received stories to date, despite some potentially controversial content (underage sex and large age difference between partners – more explanation below). This story features Haku (http://naruto.wikia.com/wiki/Haku_(Naruto)) and Zabuza (http://naruto.wikia.com/wiki/Zabuza_Momochi). It is ambiguous in the canon of the series whether the two are lovers, but I like to think they are. This piece contains no major plot spoilers for the series, beyond a bit of Haku’s backstory, and can be understood without knowing the series.

One thing you should know before reading this story is that Haku is not typical for a young teen. In addition to a past that made him grow up very fast out of necessity, he has lived as an adult for years by the main plot of this piece. His accepted role in life is to be Zabuza’s weapon, killing for Zabuza and anyone who employs them. He is old beyond his years, has seen much and done much. And he is the one to initiate sex with Zabuza in this story, and Zabuza does not take unfair advantage of him. I don’t write underage sex lightly, especially when one partner is much older, so I wanted to address this before the story itself. I will understand anyone skipping the next few weeks of my FFF posts if they prefer not to read a relationship between people with this big of an age gap and the younger being fourteen.

Now that’s out of the way…

Naruto, the world, and characters, belong to Masashi Kishimoto and I made no profit from the writing or posting of this piece.

 

ADVISORIES/CATEGORIES: consensual sex between a 14-year-old young man and 24-year-old man, discussion of puberty, explicit sexual content (oral and anal), somewhat D/s relationship (Master/weapon is the best way to describe their relationship), M/M, mentions of violence.

 

Potentially unfamiliar terms: shinobi is the word for ninjas in this universe.

 

I hope you enjoy part two of Sleeping Arrangements! I started it out with the last bit of the previous part to jog people’s memory if they don’t want to reread the whole previous part but want to get back in the zone.

 

 

“I’m not going to do anything if you can’t even say it, Haku,” Zabuza said, his voice serious.

 

Taking a deep breath, Haku steeled his nerves. “Do you want to have sex? With me?”

 

“That’s more like it,” Zabuza said, and rewarded Haku with another pet to his hair. “Yes, I do… but only if you’re sure this is what you really want. You’re only fourteen. And I’m…”


“I may be young but I’ve been your weapon for years. I’m grown up enough,” Haku said, suddenly all seriousness himself. “I want you.”

“That’s all I needed to hear,” Zabuza said with a low growl, and leaned over to kiss Haku. It was gentle and soft and everything that Haku could have hoped for. Zabuza led the kiss, licking at Haku’s lips, his tongue requesting entrance. Haku got the signal and opened his mouth, letting the older man’s tongue twine with his own. Zabuza sucked on Haku’s tongue, drawing a moan from the young man. Haku reached out to grip Zabuza’s arm as he kissed back with as much passion as he could, and Zabuza ran his hand down Haku’s side. Both were naked from the waist up, and their chests were touching.

 

Haku was fully aroused in no time, and he gasped when he felt something hard and hot pressing against his leg. It seemed that Zabuza was just as hard as he was. Haku tentatively reached down under the covers, and palmed Zabuza’s erection, which was only covered by a pair of pajama pants. The older man let out a pleased hum at the touch, and pushed his groin into Haku’s hand. He broke off the kiss, and lightly nipped at Haku’s neck and collarbone, his hand joining Haku’s under the blankets to stroke the teen’s cock through his pants. Haku whimpered at the feeling of being touched by a hand other than his own, and the pleasant sensations from the mouth on him left him aching for more.

 

“Please, Zabuza… more?” he asked, wanting Zabuza’s strong hands, thin lips, and hot tongue all over his body.

 

Zabuza nodded. “Lay on your back,” he said huskily.

 

Haku complied, and Zabuza threw the covers aside, exposing them both to the cool air of the room. He straddled Haku’s legs and kissed him once more, before turning his attention to the young man’s nipples. He licked one while gently pinching the other, drawing a moan from Haku that made Haku throw his hand over his mouth.

 

Stopping for a moment and chuckling, Zabuza gently pulled Haku’s hand away from his mouth. “It’s all right. I want to hear you.” Without waiting for any reply, he returned to Haku’s nipples, less gentle now.

 

Haku moaned even louder as Zabuza pinched one nipple harder, rolling it between his fingers, and sucking and nipping at the other. He had never known that there was such a deep connection between his nipples and his cock, but what the older man was doing had made him harder than he thought was possible.

Zabuza must have noticed this, because he released Haku’s nipples and started kissing his way down the pale, flat stomach. When he reached the hem of Haku’s pants, he paused, and looked into the teen’s eyes.

 

“Please,” Haku whispered, almost desperately.

 

And that was all it took. Zabuza got off Haku and rid him of his pants, then gently pushed Haku’s legs open. Haku wondered why Zabuza didn’t take off his own pants, but all coherent thought flew out the window when Haku watched Zabuza surround Haku’s cock with his mouth. A needy whimper escaped Haku’s throat when Zabuza sucked at the sensitive tip, and Haku grabbed at Zabuza’s hair, just to have something to hold on to, to ground him to reality. Zabuza seemed to like it, as he groaned around Haku’s cock, which sent a shudder through Haku’s body.

 

Gripping one of Haku’s hipbones with one hand, Zabuza put more power into his suction, and alternated between taking Haku’s full length into his throat and flicking his tongue over the head. Within minutes, Haku’s breathing was ragged and he knew that he was reaching his peak.

 

“Soon… going to come…” Haku said breathlessly in warning, fingers still clenching Zabuza’s hair.

 

A few more flicks of Zabuza’s tongue at the sensitive underside of the head proved to be Haku’s undoing. He cried out as his orgasm tore through him and his release filled Zabuza’s mouth. The older man swallowed quickly, then released Haku’s cock from his mouth, and returned to Haku’s side to lie beside the panting teen. Zabuza gently rolled Haku onto his side so that they were once more chest to chest, and he pressed a soft kiss to Haku’s lips, then stroked his hair and back. Haku let out a happy sound that was almost a purr.

 

“Did you like that?”

 

Haku giggled. “Yes… was amazing.” He let himself bask in the afterglow and the comfort of being wrapped in Zabuza’s warmth.

 

He was just starting to drift off to sleep when he realized that he hadn’t done anything to take care of Zabuza’s erection. “Wait… what about you?”

 

Zabuza chuckled for the third time that night. “Don’t worry. We’ll take care of me next time. For now, just enjoy how you’re feeling, and let’s go to sleep.” He kissed Haku’s temple.

 

Haku sighed happily and snuggled even closer to Zabuza. There were three words that he wanted to say, but wasn’t sure what the response would be… and he was so very sleepy. So he contented himself with the fact that Zabuza had been so wonderfully tender, and hoped in his heart that this meant that Zabuza loved him. Looking forward to the morning, when he hoped to pay back his companion in kind, Haku drifted off to sleep in Zabuza’s arms.

 

 

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Free Fiction Friday 11: Sleeping Arrangements Part One (A Naruto Fanfiction)

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Welcome to this week’s post for http://www.freefictionfriday.com! Today’s story is part one of three or four, and takes place in the same headcanon as the fanfic I posted during the first week (https://saratestarossa.wordpress.com/2014/08/01/free-fiction-friday-1-satin-and-senbon-a-naruto-fanfiction/). I wrote this in the world of the anime/manga Naruto several years ago, and it’s been one of my most well-received stories to date, despite some potentially controversial content (underage sex and large age difference between partners – more explanation below). This story features Haku (http://naruto.wikia.com/wiki/Haku_(Naruto)) and Zabuza (http://naruto.wikia.com/wiki/Zabuza_Momochi). It is ambiguous in the canon of the series whether the two are lovers, but I like to think they are. This piece contains no major plot spoilers for the series, beyond a bit of Haku’s backstory, and can be understood without knowing the series.

One thing you should know before reading this story is that Haku is not typical for a young teen. In addition to a past that made him grow up very fast out of necessity, he has lived as an adult for years by the main plot of this piece. His accepted role in life is to be Zabuza’s weapon, killing for Zabuza and anyone who employs them. He is old beyond his years, has seen much and done much. And he is the one to initiate sex with Zabuza in this story, and Zabuza does not take unfair advantage of him. I don’t write underage sex lightly, especially when one partner is much older, so I wanted to address this before the story itself. I will understand anyone skipping the next few weeks of my FFF posts if they prefer not to read a relationship between people with this big of an age gap and the younger being fourteen.

Now that’s out of the way…

Naruto, the world, and characters, belong to Masashi Kishimoto and I made no profit from the writing or posting of this piece.

 

ADVISORIES/CATEGORIES: consensual sex between a 14-year-old young man and 24-year-old man, discussion of puberty, explicit sexual content (oral and anal), somewhat D/s relationship (Master/weapon is the best way to describe their relationship), M/M, mentions of violence.

 

Potentially unfamiliar terms: shinobi is the word for ninjas in this universe.

 

I hope you enjoy the first part of Sleeping Arrangements!

 

 

Haku and Zabuza had shared a bed for almost as long as they had traveled together.

 

Zabuza had discovered early on that it was the best way to go about making sure that his weapon and companion was of sound mind. Haku was tormented by frequent nightmares of his past; he dreamed of his father murdering his mother, then himself having to kill the men who were set upon killing him, including his own father. He tossed and turned in the middle of the night, whimpering, then woke up in a cold sweat and crying, upset not just from the dreams but also by the fact that he was weak. He wanted to be strong for Zabuza, to be the perfect weapon… but the memories of his troubled past were still fresh in his mind.

 

So after a few nights of being awakened by Haku’s sobs, Zabuza invited the boy to crawl into bed with him just before they went to sleep. Haku timidly joined Zabuza under the covers, and found himself wrapped in a strong arm and pulled closer so that he could snuggle up against the broad chest. That night, they both slept soundly.

 

From then on, that was the status quo. It saved them money when they had to pay to rent rooms, and made it easier for people to house them when they were hired. People probably thought the worst – that Zabuza was taking advantage of Haku – but this was not the case. Their sleeping arrangements were logical, and neither of them found it odd to take comfort in falling asleep and waking up nestled against another warm body. This went on for years.

 

And then sometime during Haku’s thirteenth year of life, things changed. His first wet dream blindsided him, and he was more than a little embarrassed when he woke to find the mess on his underwear and the sheets. He apologized to Zabuza, who merely laughed, stroked his hair affectionately, and gave Haku “the talk” about puberty. Haku listened quietly to the discussions of physical changes and hygiene. His interest was piqued when Zabuza hesitated when talking about the intricacies of sex. Not only did the older man talk about sex between a man and a woman, but also between two men.

 

The concept of homosexuality did not seem odd to Haku for some reason. When he mulled it over later, he realized that his appreciation of his companion’s body might be more than just recognition of the older man’s strength and fitness as a shinobi. He had found himself glancing at Zabuza more often lately, practically staring at him, especially when Zabuza was not fully clothed. He didn’t tend to look at others in this way, but his main focus on life was on Zabuza after all. And now his newly awakening sexuality drew him even closer to the man in his thoughts, if not his actions.

 

A few months after his first wet dream, after he had turned fourteen, Haku could hold back his feelings for Zabuza no longer. He had come to terms with the fact that he was in love with Zabuza, and wanted him badly. So one night, when they got into bed, instead of just snuggling into his companion’s bare chest, Haku changed the routine. He pressed timid kisses to Zabuza’s cheek, jawline, and neck. He traced his fingers over Zabuza’s toned chest, then let his hands rest over the older man’s strongly beating heart. He didn’t really know what he was doing, he just wanted to make the older man feel good, and for his feelings and touches to be returned.

 

“Haku,” Zabuza said in a low rumble, “Stop.”

 

Hurt, Haku drew back. “I’m sorry, Zabuza… I just…” he didn’t know what to say, and was afraid that he had made a horrible mistake.

 

Zabuza turned to face him, and cupped the teen’s cheek in his hand. “Don’t apologize. You didn’t do anything wrong. But do you even realize what you’re doing?”

 

Haku gulped. “Yes? Maybe? I don’t know.” He buried his head in Zabuza’s chest, embarrassed. He was Zabuza’s weapon, why did he think that a man nearly twice his age would return his affections? Granted, the man had always been kind to him, in his own way, but he had never made any sexual advances. Haku felt foolish.

 

Letting out a rare laugh, Zabuza stroked Haku’s long hair. “It’s okay. I just don’t want you to do anything you’d regret, and if you kept doing what you were doing, I don’t think I could resist you.”

 

Haku’s head shot back up, and he looked into Zabuza’s eyes. “You mean… you want to?”

 

“Want to what?”

 

Haku had a feeling that Zabuza knew exactly what Haku meant. “Um… you know…” he trailed off, unable to say the words.

 

“I’m not going to do anything if you can’t even say it, Haku,” Zabuza said, his voice serious.

 

Taking a deep breath, Haku steeled his nerves. “Do you want to have sex? With me?”

 

“That’s more like it,” Zabuza said, and rewarded Haku with another pet to his hair. “Yes, I do… but only if you’re sure this is what you really want. You’re only fourteen. And I’m…”


“I may be young but I’ve been your weapon for years. I’m grown up enough,” Haku said, suddenly all seriousness himself. “I want you.”

 

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Free Fiction Friday 9: In Case of Emergency (A Naruto Fanfiction)

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I missed posting last week due to illness, but I’m back with a belated week nine of http://www.freefictionfriday.com!

Today, I’m sharing a piece I wrote for a fanfiction/fanart contest a few years ago. The pairing is Kotetsu (http://naruto.wikia.com/wiki/Kotetsu_Hagane) and Izumo (http://naruto.wikia.com/wiki/Izumo_Kamizuki) of Naruto and the theme for the contest was “on duty”. This piece contains no plot spoilers for the series, and can be understood without knowing anything about the series (though, there are some small references that might be more entertaining if you’re familiar with it). All you need to know is that at the time of this story, Tsunade is the Hokage (leader) of Konoha (the village where they live), and Kotetsu and Izumo are shinobi (ninja) who are a team.

 

Categories and advisories: M/M, friends-and-lovers theme, frotting, implied violence, a bit of silliness.

 

Potentially unfamiliar terms: the suffix “sama” – an honorific used for someone of a much higher station. Nin – short for ninja. Other terms covered above.

 

Disclaimer: Naruto, the world, and characters, belong to Masashi Kishimoto and I made no profit from the writing or posting of this piece.


“No sex on missions.”

 

Kotetsu blinked a few times, his eyebrows raised in shock. Tsunade had called him and Izumo into her office near the end of the workday, not saying what she needed to see them about. He had not known what to expect, but he had certainly not anticipated the words she had just spoken in clipped tones.

 

“Tsunade-sama?” Izumo asked, apparently just as surprised at Kotetsu.

“Don’t worry, I tell all couples this if they work in the field together. It’s standard procedure for me to remind you, even though it’s in the shinobi rules. Yes, I know you’ve been together for a while, the whole village knows it. Congratulations by the way, it’s about time.” Tsunade’s voice softened and she graced them with a brief smile.

 

“Anyway. I called you in today because, as you know, missions have been picking up lately, so you may get sent out. Couples who work together can lose focus if they’re too wrapped up in each other. But that’s not an option, for you two especially – I don’t want to get a message that my assistants got captured or killed because they were too busy screwing to notice an enemy’s presence. Or that you lost a battle due to being in a post-coital haze.” She said all of this matter-of-factly, taking turns looking at Izumo and Kotetsu, as though she were making sure they were taking what she said seriously.

 

Kotetsu felt as though his insides were squirming just from the way Tsunade looked at him. He resisted the temptation to glance over at his lover, who was undoubtedly equally uncomfortable.

 

“That being said, there can be an exception if it’s absolutely necessary – and I don’t just mean that you’re horny, that doesn’t count as an emergency. You’re shinobi and I expect you to act as such when on duty. But I don’t want you to go into shutdown and come back a mess.”

 

Kotetsu nodded, letting her words sink in. What she was saying made sense, really. And it wasn’t as though he couldn’t keep his hands off of Izumo for a day. Or two. Or a week.

 

A week? Who was he kidding? It would be torture. He sighed, and Tsunade raised an eyebrow and glared at him. Kotetsu swallowed a lump in his throat and managed to muster his most serious expression. He was a shinobi. On a mission, he could set aside his base desires. Somehow.

 

Tsunade seemed placated by Kotetsu’s change in demeanor, and continued. “I hope I don’t have to tell you this but I will anyway – no sex in the workplace either – on duty or off. Not at the missions desk, or in the closet, and especially not in my office. I don’t want ass-marks – or worse – on my desk, I try to keep it clean.” She grinned wickedly at them. “You are dismissed.”

 

With that, she looked down at the paperwork on her desk and the two men took their leave. The workday was over so they headed out of the Hokage tower and leisurely made their way back to their apartment, arms around each other’s waists.

 

“You know, I wonder if she’s installed cameras in the Hokage tower,” Kotetsu mused after they had been walking in amicable silence for a while. “I mean, it’s almost as though she wants to catch us. You saw her expression way back when she walked in on us holding hands when we were trying to solve the code.”

 

Izumo rolled his eyes. “I really don’t think she wants any homemade porn of us, she was just teasing. I hope, anyway. The idea is creepy.” He shuddered. “Not like I’d want to take the chance,” he said, glancing at Kotetsu out of the corner of his uncovered eye.

 

“Aww, it’d be fun,” Kotetsu joked. “Don’t tell me you’ve never wanted to skip lunch and fuck in the closet.”

 

Izumo laughed. “There’s a difference between wanting to do something and doing it. Who knows what Tsunade-sama would make us do to make up for it if we got caught?”

 

“I know, I know,” Kotetsu agreed, pulling out his key when they arrived at their apartment. “Waiting a few hours until work is over isn’t too much torture.” He unlocked the door and Izumo worked at disabling traps. “As long as I get to have this – ” Kotetsu grabbed his lover’s ass as he followed Izumo into the entryway – “and this –” he continued, reaching around and fondling Izumo’s crotch. “- when I get home,” he finished with a cheeky grin.

 

Izumo laughed and turned, pulling Kotetsu into a kiss. They parted long enough for Izumo to whisper, “Of course.”

 

Within minutes, clothing littered the floor and the two were in bed, bodies joined in a way that felt so familiar, so good, and so right.

 

——

 

It was mere days later when Iruka informed them that they had been assigned to an upcoming mission and would leave the next day. The mission was simple enough, nothing to write home about. Just a simple search for a rogue nin, who knew information that could be of use to enemies. Kotetsu and Izumo were even permitted to use force and kill her if necessary rather than capturing her and bringing her back to the village.

 

It took Izumo and Kotetsu a few days to find the rogue nin, but when they did, the battle was brief but intense. They did end up having to kill her, something that Kotetsu didn’t like, but he was able to deal with it, as was Izumo. This was part of being a shinobi, after all. When they took care of disposing of the body, they shared a look, communicating wordlessly, each confirming that the other was okay, more mentally and emotionally than physically.

 

The wind, which had been present during the whole mission, but mild, strengthened and grew bitterly cold as the two men made their way back to Konoha. They were only a few hours from their destination by the time evening had fallen, but Kotetsu was growing tired of fighting the frigid wind. He looked over at his partner, who bounded through the trees beside him, and gestured toward the ground, indicating that it might be a good idea to set up camp. Izumo nodded and they descended to the forest floor.

 

First priority was setting up their tent – it was too cold to bother eating outside, even with a fire. They made do with a meal of dried ninja rations while sitting on their sleeping bags. The tent blocked the wind, but they could still hear it tearing through the trees outside, and the cold seeped through the thin fabric of the tent.

 

Kotetsu shivered. “The first thing I’m doing when I get back home is taking a long, hot shower.”

 

“You’d better be willing to share that shower,” Izumo replied with a smirk. “I don’t want you to use up all the hot water and not save any for me. Besides, it’s been days since we’ve had sex and I want to make up for that as soon as possible.”

 

“Don’t remind me,” Kotetsu groaned. “It’s so hard just sleeping next to you, I’ve wanted you so bad.”

 

Izumo nodded. “I can see why Tsunade-sama warned us. It’d be too easy to just give in to our impulses, but we need to stay in the right mindset for the mission.”

 

“Well, technically, we’ve completed our objective and are almost home…” Kotetsu mused, throwing Izumo a lopsided grin.

 

“And yet somehow I feel like Tsunade-sama would find out,” Izumo said. “Damn it, why did you have to bring up the idea of her installing cameras in the tower? Now I feel like there are people in the trees watching us.” He playfully tugged on a few of Kotetsu’s spikes.

 

Kotetsu swatted Izumo’s hand away. “If you don’t want to make me horny, don’t touch my hair,” he warned, but then leaned in to press a quick kiss to his lover’s lips.

 

“We should get to sleep,” Izumo said. “The sooner we get up the sooner we’ll be in that shower.”

 

“Agreed,” Kotetsu said.

 

Both men crawled into their sleeping bags, fully clothed. Izumo faced one wall of the tent, and Kotetsu pressed up against his lover’s back as close as he could through the sleeping bags separating them.

 

“Night, ’Zumo. Love you.”

 

“Love you too, ’Tetsu. Sleep well.”

 

But half an hour later, Kotetsu still couldn’t sleep, and judging by the cadence and shallowness of Izumo’s breathing, the other man was awake as well. Kotetsu sighed. It was just too cold for his body to relax enough to drift into dreamland.

 

“Hey. ’Zumo.”

 

“Yeah?”

 

“I think it’d be warmer if we joined our sleeping bags together and got naked. Sharing body heat and all.” Kotetsu wasn’t even thinking about sex at this point; he just wanted to warm up.

 

“Honestly, that’s a good idea,” Izumo replied.

 

Despite the dark, the two managed to make quick work of unzipping their sleeping bags and joining them together. They awkwardly shucked their clothes while in the cocoon they had created, taking care to avoid exposing newly nude skin to the air in the tent. When their clothing was kicked to the bottom of the sleeping bags, Kotetsu and Izumo found themselves facing each other with only their heads peeking out. Kotetsu maneuvered himself flush up against Izumo, and groaned at the full body contact. Izumo’s skin was warm, warmer than clothing and sleeping bag had been. Izumo must have felt the same way, because he let out a pleased hum.

 

They breathed each other’s spent breath, and Kotetsu wrapped his arms around the other man and hugged him, wanting more skin on skin, more warmth.

 

“Mmm, you feel so good,” Kotetsu murmured, pressing his forehead to Izumo’s.

 

“Are you trying to seduce me, Kotetsu?” Izumo asked. There was a playful lilt in his voice.

 

“I actually wasn’t planning on it,” Kotetsu admitted. “But now that you mention it… sex would definitely make us warmer.” He pressed his groin into Izumo’s. Neither man was hard at the moment, but that could change very quickly.

 

“I was just kidding. We’ve been so good so far, and we shouldn’t have sex since it’s not absolutely necessary. We’re still technically on a mission.”

 

“Don’t you think freezing our balls off counts as an emergency? You know, testosterone and all. I bet we wouldn’t fight as well without it.”

 

Izumo laughed. “Using physiology as an excuse, nice. Though in a way, you’re right. If we lost them that would definitely put a cramp in our sex life. Which would make us less effective as shinobi due to frustration.”

 

Kotetsu grinned in the dark. “I knew you’d see things my way.” He didn’t mention the fact that technically it was Izumo who had started them down this path. He was merely happy that they were going to be doing something.

 

Kotetsu ran his fingers down Izumo’s back and squeezed his lover’s ass. He felt Izumo’s cock hardening against his own, and pressed his mouth to Izumo’s. They kissed lazily, tongues exploring each other’s mouths, and Izumo stroked Kotetsu’s side before resting his hand on Kotetsu’s waist. Izumo tasted faintly of the jerky they had eaten earlier, but behind that was a taste that was all Izumo, one that Kotetsu knew and loved.

 

It wasn’t long before just the touch of their bodies against each other and kissing weren’t enough. Kotetsu didn’t know who had initiated it, but they were grinding their erections together, and Kotetsu moaned into Izumo’s mouth. Then he remembered something, and pulled back.

 

“Shit,” Kotetsu swore.

 

“Hmmm? What’s wrong?”

 

“No lube.”

 

Izumo was silent for a moment. “We do have medicinal salve,” he offered.

 

“Yeah, but that would mean getting out of this nice warm place and into the cold to dig through our bags.” Kotetsu mused. “Well, there are other things we can do.”

 

“I think blowjobs are out – breathing would be hard to do from completely under the sleeping bag. Besides,” Izumo added, wrinkling his nose, “we’re not exactly clean.”

 

“How about this,” Kotetsu asked, and drew back his hips just a bit so that he could wrap his hand around Izumo’s cock. He stroked slowly, just a tease.

“Yeah,” Izumo said breathily. “That works.” He reached down and gripped Kotetsu’s erection, mirroring his lover’s actions.

 

Their lips met once more, and Kotetsu let himself get lost in Izumo’s taste, in the feel of the warm chest against his own, in the delightful sensations coming from the hand that working over his cock. Kotetsu’s hand moved almost without him having to think about it, he was so familiar with Izumo’s body, with what made his lover feel good, as amazing as Izumo was making him feel.

 

A particular swipe of Izumo’s thumb over the head of Kotetsu’s cock made arousal spike and flood through Kotetsu’s body. He let out a small noise of need, which Izumo swallowed. Precome was leaking unchecked from the slit, and Kotetsu moaned when Izumo spread it around, adding just a slight bit of glide to the strokes. Soon Kotetsu was able to do the same for his lover, the slick indications of Izumo’s arousal making Kotetsu want Izumo even more.

 

They rarely made love like this, just stroking each other to the point of coming, usually preferring more full body contact. Still, no matter the situation, Kotetsu wanted nothing more than to please Izumo, and he knew that his lover felt the same way. Trying to focus more on Izumo than on his own pleasure, Kotetsu paid more attention to the movements of his hand over Izumo’s cock. He finally broke their kiss, wanting to look into his lover’s eyes, but it was too dark to see anything but the outline of the other man. He knew what Izumo’s face would look like though – he had seen it so many times.

 

“Izumo,” he said softly, tenderness filling the single word, and then he cried out suddenly as Izumo’s thumb rubbed against the particularly sensitive spot under the head of Kotetsu’s cock.

 

“Can’t last,” Kotetsu admitted. It had only been a few days since they had made love, and since he had come, but he had wanted Izumo so badly ever time night had fallen. So every movement of Izumo’s hand, the sound of Izumo’s breathing, and the warmth radiating from Izumo’s body drove Kotetsu closer and closer to the edge.

 

“Then come for me,” Izumo whispered, voice a combination of love and lust. He tightened his fist and stroked faster, his own breathing ragged from what Kotetsu was doing to him.

 

It wasn’t much longer before Kotetsu was there, Izumo’s words and hand wrenching his orgasm from him. He let out a strangled cry as he came, balls tightening and cock pulsing with the successive spurts of his release.

 

Kotetsu’s hand grew slack as he rode out the aftershocks, and Izumo let out a noise of frustration, dropping his hand from Kotetsu’s cock and gripping Kotetsu’s hip instead.

 

“Damn it, ’Tetsu, don’t stop,” Izumo groaned and bucked into Kotetsu’s loosened fist.

 

“Sorry,” Kotetsu murmured, and managed to tighten his grip and start stroking again.

 

Izumo was soon trembling slightly, his hand tightly squeezing Kotetsu’s hip and Kotetsu could tell that his lover was teetering on the brink of orgasm. It only took a few more moments, a few more flicks of Kotetsu’s wrist, before Izumo cried out and came, hot seed spurting onto Kotetsu’s belly.

 

Kotetsu released Izumo’s cock, and the two lay there for several minutes, the only sound that of their slowing breathing and the wind outside tearing through the trees.

 

Eventually, Izumo used his foot to retrieve an article of clothing to clean the come off their bodies. When Izumo wiped him down, Kotetsu could tell from the texture that it was a pair of boxers and was grateful that Izumo hadn’t unthinkingly used one of their outer pieces of clothing. If that had been the case, they would have had to wash it to avoid wearing the signs of their indiscretions when they returned home.

 

Because yes, what they had just done had been an indiscretion. There had been no true emergency. They wouldn’t have frozen to death if they hadn’t jerked each other off. They were still on a mission, and the hokage had said ‘no sex on missions’.

 

But in that moment, in his post-orgasmic bliss, Kotetsu didn’t give a damn.

 

“Are you warm enough now?” Izumo asked.

 

“Mmm. Nice and toasty,” Kotetsu replied contentedly. “Think I can sleep now.”

 

“Me, too. Love you.” Izumo kissed Kotetsu, a brief press of lips on lips, then rolled with his back to Kotetsu.

 

“Love you too,” Kotetsu said, and wrapped an arm around Izumo, holding him close.

 

And with that, they fell asleep within minutes.

 

——

 

“Hagane! Kamizuki!” Tsunade roared. “In my office, now!”

 

Kotetsu started in surprise and Izumo accidentally dropped the mission report that he had been about to hand to Iruka. Kotetsu turned to look at the hokage, who was already storming to her office, ponytails swishing back and forth.

 

“I’ll handle those,” Iruka said, indicating the papers that had slipped from Izumo’s fingers to the floor when the man had flinched at Tsunade’s voice. “You’d better follow her now before she gets angrier.”

 

Kotetsu could have sworn that Iruka was holding back a laugh, and stood stock still trying to puzzle out what was going on.

 

Izumo muttered a quick “thanks” and grabbed his partner’s arm, pulling Kotetsu back to the moment.

 

The two walked briskly down the hallway toward Tsunade’s office. Kotetsu said nothing, wondering why Tsunade would be angry with them. The mission had gone well, as had their work before leaving. He could only think of one thing, and looked over to his best friend, partner, and lover.

 

They didn’t need to speak; both were thinking the same thing.

 

‘How the hell did she know?’

 

And more importantly, ‘What is she going to do to us?’

 

The End

 

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Free Fiction Friday 8: Why Kakashi Is Always Late (A Naruto Fanfiction) – With Audio Podfic

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We’re up to week eight of http://www.freefictionfriday.com! For this week’s post, I’m sharing my very first piece of M/M erotica, written back in 2007. Ah, memories… It is set in the Naruto manga/anime universe and features Iruka (http://naruto.wikia.com/wiki/Iruka_Umino) and Kakashi (http://naruto.wikia.com/wiki/Kakashi_Hatake). This piece contains no real plot spoilers for the series, and can be understood without knowing anything about the series. All you need to know is that Iruka’s a teacher of young ninja and Kakashi is a leader of a small team of ninja. It’s pretty much pure smut.

There is audio of me reading this fic, here http://www.mediafire.com/listen/kxg1hu24au2x1p1/Why_Kakashi_is_Always_Late_(KakashiXIruka).mp3 You can listen to it streaming or download it. It’s admittedly not the cleanest recording, and it has some intro material from when I recorded a few years ago for a live audience, but if you like to have stories read to you, check it out! There are a few differences in verbiage between the written and audio versions due to recent edits of the written story.

Categories and advisories: M/M erotica, oral sex, anal sex (both unprotected because they’re a fluid bonded couple – can you tell that despite writing unprotected sex I’m a fan of safer sex practices?), a bit of silliness.

Potentially unfamiliar terms:  Icha-Icha – Kakashi’s favorite book series, which is erotic romance. Sharingan – a magic eye that can do some pretty interesting stuff. Kakashi has one sharingan eye, which he keeps closed when not using it.

Disclaimer: Naruto, the world, and characters, belong to Masashi Kishimoto and I made no profit from the writing or posting of this piece.


And, just a reminder: though hopefully enjoyable, this piece is not indicative of my current writing skills (like I said, first M/M smut fic, written in 2007). I made a few edits before posting it here, though. Among other things, I’ve weeded out the majority of epithets, including all the comparative ones (you don’t want to know how many times I had “the brunet”, “his lover”, “the older man”, “the younger man”, “the chuunin”, and “the jounin” (the last two are ranks)). There is still a third person omniscient perspective, so if you don’t like head-hopping, this may not be your cup of tea. Though, to me and those who have read this before, it’s clear who feels/thinks what…
Anyway, enough disclaimers. If I haven’t scared you away with all of that, I hope you have fun reading!

Iruka’s fingers tangled in Kakashi’s silver hair, breath coming in short gasps.
“Ka..ka..shi..” Iruka groaned, completely at the mercy of the man who was doing such amazing things with his mouth. Kakashi was focusing all his attention on pleasing his lover, sucking hard on Iruka’s erection, tongue alternating between flicking over the tip and teasing along the shaft.

Raising his head but not quite releasing Iruka’s length, he asked, “What? Should I stop?”

The warm breath against wet, sensitive skin made Iruka shiver, and he growled at Kakashi’s teasing, pushing Kakashi’s head back down onto his cock. Kakashi resumed his previous actions and pressed two fingers against the very root of Iruka’s cock, just behind his balls, while continuing to suck and lick at the head. This caused Iruka to tremble and made his breathing grow even more erratic. Kakashi laughed at the reactions, which sent pleasurable vibrations down Iruka’s length. This elicited a moan, which Iruka, embarrassed, attempted to muffle by stuffing a fist into his mouth. Kakashi pulled Iruka’s arm aside gently.

 

“I want to hear you,” he said after releasing Iruka again. “Don’t hold back.” His voice was soft and caring, but commanding.

 

Finally, Iruka let go, fully surrendering to the feelings welling up within his body. After a few more moments of delightful torment, he was screaming Kakashi’s name.

“Kakashi!” Iruka’s hips jerked and he came with a guttural groan, his seed spilling into Kakashi’s mouth.

Easily swallowing the come, Kakashi slowly released Iruka’s cock and scooted up to lay beside Iruka in their bed. They kissed, and Iruka could taste himself on Kakashi’s tongue.

“I’m glad I was able to help you relax,” Kakashi said, poking fun at Iruka’s normally uptight exterior.

“I was already plenty relaxed after last night’s sex and sleep. You’re the one who decided to molest me the moment I woke up,” the post-coital man said leisurely, though he was not at all upset to receive a surprise blowjob.

Kakashi played along. “Sorry, since I read Icha-Icha before bed, I had sex dreams and woke up horny. And you’re too cute to resist when you’re sleeping.” He stroked Iruka’s chest.

“Pervert. And I know we’re not done yet.” He smiled and grabbed Kakashi’s erection. Kakashi would need to be satisfied.

“Of course not. And it’s not just for me,” Kakashi said seductively, as though reading the Iruka’s mind. “You want my cock inside of you as much as I want to fuck you until you’re screaming again.”

Iruka blushed, getting aroused once more. Kakashi was the only one who knew that the seemingly straight-laced teacher not only craved frequent sex, but also got turned on by dirty talk. Iruka drew Kakashi close and kissed him hard.

Kakashi chuckled at his eager partner. “You’re up for more already?”

Iruka mutely nodded.

“Can you flip over?”

Iruka did so, propped up on elbows and knees. Kakashi’s long-neglected erection twitched when he saw Iruka so open and ready for him. Quickly grabbing a vial of lubricant from the bedside table, he coated a few fingers with the slick substance. Kakashi gripped one of Iruka’s hips to steady him, and slowly pushed two fingers into his entrance. Iruka moaned as Kakashi stretched him open.

Face nearly buried in the pillow, Iruka managed to groan out, “Need you now.”

Normally, Kakashi preferred to torment Iruka, pleasuring him, but not enough to reach orgasm, until Iruka was begging Kakashi to take him. This time however, Iruka simply looked so gorgeous – face flushed, hair spread out over his back and the pillow – that Kakashi didn’t bother to resist any longer. He ran his tongue up Iruka’s spine, provoking a shiver, before removing his fingers, lubricating his own erection and burying himself deep inside tight heat.

The sensation of being so suddenly filled made Iruka gasp. No matter how often they did this, he was always amazed at how good it felt when Kakashi’s hard length entered him. After giving Iruka a moment to acclimate, the older man began to thrust slowly into Iruka from behind, reveling in the tight heat of the passage surrounding him.

The two men’s bodies moved in harmony, Kakashi’s cock rubbing against Iruka’s prostate with every stroke. Though pleasure filled Kakashi, he knew he would be able to last long enough to make Iruka come first. Kakashi’s endurance as a ninja carried over to his stamina in the bedroom (or in the bath, in the shower, on the floor, over the table, wherever he decided to take Iruka). He enjoyed pleasing Iruka even more than he cared about his own physical gratification. It was just worth it to hear the sounds that came from Iruka, to admire his flushed skin and expressions of ecstasy. The man beneath Kakashi, surrounding him, was simply beautiful. This just made Kakashi want Iruka more, and he began to speed up with his thrusts.

A strangled scream made its way out of Iruka’s throat. Pleasure built within him as Kakashi’s cock pressed against his walls and sweet spot with faster and harder thrusts. He could keep taking it for hours, it felt so amazing, but his body wouldn’t withstand as much sensation as Kakashi could give him. Iruka simply let himself enjoy what Kakashi was doing to make him feel so good.

 

Kakashi felt Iruka’s relaxation and wrapped an arm around Iruka’s chest to support him. Toying with a hard nipple, Kakashi pressed kisses over Iruka’s exposed back, while continuing to thrust himself repeatedly into the tight body quaking beneath him.

“How do you feel?” Kakashi whispered into Iruka’s ear, trailing his hand down Iruka’s chest and stomach, teasingly close to the erection below.

“Mmm,” purred Iruka, “Touch me… please…” he begged, knowing Kakashi would show him some mercy. He was so close to the edge, all he wanted was for Kakashi to push him over it.

Kakashi obliged and wrapped a strong hand around Iruka’s cock, still wet from their earlier activities. Iruka groaned at the initial contact, but could only whimper and moan when Kakashi sped up the pace of both his strokes and thrusts.

 

Soon, the combination of friction against his prostate and the stroking of Kakashi’s hand over the head of his erection were too much to bear. He came with a final moan, his semen shooting out onto the sheets and Kakashi’s hand. Kakashi continued to support his lover as the tightening of Iruka’s inner muscles brought him to his peak, his powerful orgasm driving his hips forward and making him come deep inside Iruka.

They remained in that position for several moments, Iruka trembling while being held up by a comforting arm around his chest. Kakashi tenderly kissed Iruka on the back of the neck before pulling out. Helping Iruka relax on his side, Kakashi lay on his back and provided his broad chest as a pillow. Iruka sighed happily as Kakashi stroked his hair with one hand and licked the semen off the other.

 

“Love you,” Iruka murmured into Kakashi’s chest.

Kakashi smiled, bent forward to kiss Iruka on the forehead, and held him close.

“Love you too, Iruka.” He lay back, closing his right eye, his left having been closed the whole time to avoid using his sharingan.

After a while of just laying nude with Kakashi, the sleepy teacher realized it was probably a good idea to get up and get ready for the day.

“Kakashi? What time is it?” he asked, hoping it was still early enough for him to have adequate time to prepare for school.

“Oh, about seven,” Kakashi replied calmly.

 

Iruka shot upright and Kakashi opened his normal eye to look at Iruka quizzically. “What’s wrong, Iruka?”

Glaring down at his lazy partner, Iruka spoke with the exasperation of a teacher lecturing a disobedient child for the hundredth time. In fact, that was exactly what he was doing. “First off, I have to be at school at eight. But more importantly, you’re supposed to have been training your team since an hour ago! You do this all the time!”

Unfazed, Kakashi replied, “They can practice together for a while. That’s what teams are for.”

“No, it’s just an excuse for you to be lazy!” Iruka sighed and shoved Kakashi out of their bed, half in annoyance and half because he felt like the other man deserved it. Kakashi fell to the floor with a satisfying thump. “This is why you’re late for everything, even missions. You have no self discipline and no ability to prioritize.” Iruka chided, as he got out of bed, the responsible teacher once more.

Kakashi got up from the floor then stood face to face with Iruka, giving a cheeky grin before pulling on his clothes but still leaving his handsome face bare. “Well, it’s not like it did any harm today. And it’s not out of laziness that I did this. You enjoyed yourself too, I know…”

Iruka, now out of his wanton sexual mindset, didn’t respond and merely blushed.

Kakashi kissed him tenderly and whispered, “See you tonight,” flicking his tongue against Iruka’s earlobe. The still-nude ninja blushed again, and his partner merely left the room with a wave to go meet his team, over an hour late.

The End

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Free Fiction Friday 5: Intervention Part Four (A Naruto Fanfiction)

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Welcome to week five of http://www.freefictionfriday.com!

 

This week I am completing the M/M/M erotic polyamory story I have been posting the last three weeks (Intervention Part One (A Naruto Fanfiction)Intervention Part Two (A Naruto Fanfiction), and Intervention Part Three (A Naruto Fanfiction)). Do catch up if you missed any parts!

 

I hope you’ve enjoyed the ride.

 

Categories and advisories for this section: M/M/M threesome, polyamory, anal sex, unprotected sex (worth noting this is a fantasy world and I have my own headcanon for how unprotected sex can be a minimal risk for these ninjas, but I didn’t get into it in the story)

 

Potentially new terms: None this time. (Yup, another whole 1,200+ words with no Naruto-specific terms!)

 

Disclaimer: Naruto, the world, and characters, belong to Masashi Kishimoto and I made no profit from the writing or posting of this piece.

 

Please also note I wrote this two and a half years ago, and have greatly improved in my writing skills since. However, I decided to leave it as is for now rather than give it an overhaul. 

 

I’ve included the snippet immediately preceding this part for memory jogging purposes. I hope you enjoy the fourth and final part of Intervention.

 

 

Yamato was the first to take action. He crawled past the others and rested on his elbows and knees perpendicular to the head of the bed. “You prepare me, and we’ll both be on the bed. Kakashi will be standing behind you.”

 

The image made Iruka lose another bit of his sanity, and he gulped, nodding. The fact that Kakashi and Yamato had fantasized about this, had planned it out, made it feel so right.

 

Kakashi climbed off the bed, and Iruka positioned himself behind Yamato, kneeling. He uncapped the lube and applied a liberal amount to two fingers before dropping the bottle to the bed. Looking at Yamato spread open before him, waiting, trusting, made him want to tease, to taste. But even more than that, he longed to be inside the other man, and he knew that his lovers didn’t want to wait. So he held Yamato by the hip with his dry hand and pushed one slick finger into the other man, who hummed in approval. As he worked the lube around, Iruka searched and found that little gland that he knew would bring Yamato more pleasure. He stroked it with his fingertip, and reveled in the sounds that Yamato made in response.

 

“Mmmm, yes,” Yamato hissed. “Another… please…”

 

Iruka complied and added a second finger to stretch Yamato further. It wasn’t long before the man spoke again.

 

“’Ruka… take me.”

 

Iruka grabbed the lube and slicked up his cock before pausing. “What about you?” he asked, turning his head to Kakashi, who had been watching them all the while.

 

“I’ll prepare you when you’re in him,” Kakashi said, sounding as if he were having difficulty holding on to control.

 

Iruka nodded wordlessly, turned back to Yamato, and lined himself up. Yamato’s head was turned and he was looking into Iruka’s eyes as Iruka pushed into him slowly. Both men groaned and Iruka was nearly dizzy with just how tight and hot Yamato was. He curled over Yamato’s back, bracing himself on the bed with his arms. He wanted to thrust hard and fast, but was interrupted by Kakashi.

 

“You two are gorgeous like that. Stay there, for just a moment… and I’ll join you.”

 

Iruka whimpered and bit his lip. The tone in Kakashi’s voice was so erotic, and he wanted to be filled with Kakashi’s cock now, not in “just a moment”. To distract himself from that, and the desire to move, he lifted a hand from the bed to pinch and tease one of Yamato’s nipples. It hardened almost immediately and Yamato moaned.

 

It was then that Kakashi pushed a lubed finger into Iruka’s entrance. Iruka’s breath faltered briefly, and a second finger soon joined the first. Both brushed over his prostate in a tease that made Iruka moan, before withdrawing. He heard the sound of Kakashi coating his own cock with lube, and then felt the head against his entrance. A strangled sound that Iruka had never heard himself make escaped him as Kakashi buried himself fully in Iruka.

 

“Oh gods,” Iruka gasped. This was like nothing he had ever felt. He had topped, he had bottomed, but never both at once, and never, never, had he imagined just how good it could be. Or how perfect, how right it would feel to be between the two men he loved.

 

“Yeah,” Kakashi said, sounding a bit breathless.

 

“Can we move now?” Yamato asked, sounding impatient and needy.

 

“Yes, please,” Iruka said. He was trapped between them and couldn’t move without Kakashi doing something first.

 

Kakashi let out a laugh filled with mirth. “Sorry. You just feel so good… was savoring it.” With that, he wiped his wet hand on the sheet, and gripped Iruka by the hips, pulling him out of Yamato slightly. Kakashi drew back from out of Iruka too, and then thrust forward hard, driving Iruka deeper back into Yamato.

 

“Fuck,” Iruka and Yamato said in unison, then all three men laughed. Iruka was simply delighted. His cock and ass felt amazing, but the affection, need, and happiness that filled the room just amplified every sensation.

 

Kakashi set the pace, repeating what he had done before, slowly, achingly slowly. At first all Iruka could do was enjoy the feel of both men, but soon he needed more.

 

“Faster, ’Kashi,” he groaned. “Not going to break.”

 

“Me neither,” Yamato agreed.

 

Kakashi growled and complied, picking up the pace and the force behind his thrusts. Soon, all three men were breathing hard and letting out moans and groans of pleasure. Iruka was clinging to tattered threads of his sanity as he was filled, his prostate rubbed against by Kakashi’s cock, and his own cock enveloped in Yamato’s tight ass. He was already dangerously close to his limit, overwhelmed by sensation. Iruka put more weight on his left hand and wrapped his right around Yamato’s cock, stroking in time with the rhythm that Kakashi had set.

 

“Shit,” Yamato hissed. “Won’t last…”

 

“Don’t need to,” Iruka gasped. “Want to come… want you both to come with me.”

 

“’Ruka,” Kakashi said, arousal and tenderness in his voice. He sped up even more. “Come for us.”

 

And soon, Iruka was right there, so close, teetering at the edge. His hand faltered on Yamato’s cock as his orgasm tore through him. “’Kashi! ’Mato! FUCK!” His hips jerked of their own accord with the successive spurts of his release as he emptied himself into Yamato, and trembled with the aftershocks of his orgasm.

 

Yamato’s cock pulsed in Iruka’s loosened grip as he also came with a cry. Moments later, Iruka felt the hands on his hips tighten and Kakashi pulsed inside of him, grunting.

 

They collapsed in a heap, breathing ragged. Kakashi soon pulled out of Iruka and flopped onto his back, legs dangling over the edge of the bed. Iruka pulled out of Yamato and lay next to Kakashi, and Yamato rolled to lie next to them both.

 

And they just stayed there, not speaking for several minutes, Iruka between his lovers.

 

His lovers.

 

He had just had sex with Yamato and Kakashi. Who just earlier that evening had said that they liked him and wanted to be with him. And now… they were lovers. Weren’t they?

 

“Bed’s too small for the three of us to lay properly,” Kakashi mused, interrupting Iruka’s thoughts. He turned onto his side to face the other two, head propped up on his hand.

 

“I can grow us all new ones. We’ll need them” Yamato replied, mirroring Kakashi’s movements, and stroked Iruka’s hair. “That is, if that’s what you want, Iruka.”

 

Iruka grinned, uncertainty easing. “Hell yes,” he said.

Kakashi and Yamato both beamed, and Iruka’s smile widened. He grabbed each man by the back of the neck and kissed first Yamato, then Kakashi. Then Kakashi and Yamato shared their own kiss, with Iruka watching. He let out a happy sigh.

 

“This is really real, isn’t it?” Iruka asked. “Here I was expecting to be left alone tonight, mourning the fact that the two men I love are with each other rather than with me. But… I really get to have both of you. We all get to have each other.” He smiled.

 

Kakashi and Yamato exchanged a look, one of what seemed to be surprise and delight. At first, Iruka couldn’t tell why they looked quite so amazed, but then he realized what he had said.

He had said that he loved them.

 

Iruka wanted to crawl under the sheets and hide. It was far too soon for confessions of love, and he feared that he had made a horrible mistake.

 

But then Kakashi stroked Iruka’s cheek, and pressed a kiss to his temple. “Love you too, ’Ruka,” he said.

 

“Love you too,” Yamato echoed, toying with Iruka’s hair once more. “So happy to hear you say that.”

 

“Ohthankgoodness,” Iruka said in relief. “Yes. I love you both.” He paused, smiling. “Well. Glad that’s all out in the open, then.”

 

“Speaking of out in the open,” Kakashi said, “I believe you said something earlier about going public about our relationship? I know you were referring to Yamato and myself, but, well, the situation has changed.” He gave both of his lovers a winning smile.

 

Yamato nodded. “I’d be up for that.”

 

“Me too,” Iruka said, then wrinkled his nose. “After a shower. I’d rather we came out not smelling of sex with that ‘just fucked’ look.”

 

“But it’d be the truth,” Kakashi said playfully.

 

Iruka and Yamato laughed.

 

“Shower first,” Iruka insisted, and rose shakily to his feet. “It’ll be cramped, but I’m sure we can manage.” He reached out for his lovers, and warm hands gripped each of his before Kakashi and Yamato stood.

 

By the end of their shower, which was much longer than anticipated, the water had run cold. But none of the three lovers minded, having all been sated once more before they dressed and made the trek to the bar to announce their relationship.

The End

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Free Fiction Friday 4: Intervention Part Three (A Naruto Fanfiction)

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Welcome to week four of http://www.freefictionfriday.com!

 

This week I am continuing the M/M/M polyamory story I posted the last two weeks (Intervention Part One (A Naruto Fanfiction) and Intervention Part Two (A Naruto Fanfiction)). Do catch up if you missed one or both parts!

 

This is part Three. There will be one more part after this, then we’ll leave the men to their happiness.

 

Categories and advisories for this section: M/M/M threesome, polyamory, oral sex, anal fingering, rimming, unprotected sex (worth noting this is a fantasy world and I have my own headcanon for how unprotected sex can be a minimal risk for these ninjas, but I didn’t get into it in the story)

 

Potentially new terms: None this time. (A whole 1,200 words with no Naruto-specific terms? Gasp!)

 

Disclaimer: Naruto, the world, and characters, belong to Masashi Kishimoto and I made no profit from the writing or posting of this piece.

 

Please also note I wrote this two and a half years ago, and have greatly improved in my writing skills since. However, I decided to leave it as is for now rather than give it an overhaul. 

 

I’ve included the snippet immediately preceding this part for memory jogging purposes. I hope you enjoy Part Three of Intervention.

 

Iruka was able to scrabble together enough brain cells to recognize that if they kept going on like this for much longer, he would lose it right there. But he didn’t want to come just from this. They hadn’t even made it to the bed, and he wanted to make Yamato and Kakashi feel just as good as they were making him feel. So, despite how much he was enjoying the current assault, Iruka released Kakashi’s hair and managed to say, “Please… stop…”

 

Yamato’s lips left his neck, but Iruka still felt the breath hot against his saliva-slicked skin. Kakashi pulled back, releasing Iruka’s erection with a slick pop. A thin strand of saliva joined his mouth and Iruka’s cock, and broke when Kakashi sat back on his heels. He wiped his mouth with the back of the hand that had been playing with Iruka’s balls, and looked up at Iruka quizzically, the heat of arousal and want still in his eyes.

 

“Don’t want to stop everything,” Iruka explained. “Just… want to make you both feel good too. Lie down?” he said, more of a question than a command, gesturing to the bed.

 

Yamato squeezed Iruka’s hip once more before releasing it, and was the first to lie on his back on the bed. Iruka wondered for a fleeting moment whether they would all fit, when Kakashi lay down next to Yamato. Before joining them, Iruka couldn’t help but look from one to the other, not sure who he wanted to direct his attentions to first. He hadn’t thought through the logistics of this. Iruka didn’t want to make either man feel left out. He just didn’t want to get this wrong, didn’t want to disappoint either of them.

 

“Are you going to join us? Or did you want us to get started without you?” Kakashi asked playfully.

 

When Iruka gulped and didn’t respond right away, Kakashi rolled toward Yamato and cupped his lover’s face with his hands, kissing him deeply. Yamato responded enthusiastically, stroking his hand down Kakashi’s side.

 

That sight alone was enough to make Iruka’s cock jump and stir him into action. He got up onto the foot of the bed, and Kakashi rolled onto his back once more, watching him.

 

“How do you want us?” Yamato asked softly.

 

Iruka pondered for a moment. “Like that is fine. I want to suck you both.” Warmth flooded his body at merely stating what he desired, and he crawled forward to settle between Yamato’s spread legs.

 

Without preamble, Iruka took Yamato’s cock into his mouth. He heard a sharp intake of breath from the other man when he first swirled his tongue around the head, then lapped at the slit. While he was sucking and licking, Iruka looked up into Yamato’s eyes, which were heated with arousal. Yamato reached down to stroke his hair, and Iruka groaned happily around the cock filling his mouth.

 

Iruka hadn’t been focusing on Kakashi during this time, figuring that the other man would get involved however he pleased, if he wanted to do more than watch. And Iruka had been right. He felt rather than saw Kakashi crawl behind him. He was unsure what Kakashi had in mind, but decided to trust and continue what he was doing to Yamato, who was making delightful noises in response to Iruka’s attention to his cock.

 

Iruka felt Kakashi’s hands skim over his ass, heard a whisper of “beautiful”, and then his cheeks were spread by strong hands. Iruka almost jolted up off of Yamato’s cock when he felt something slick and hot gliding over his asshole.

 

Kakashi’s tongue.

 

Iruka shuddered as that talented muscle circled, flicked and pressed, and he moaned around the cock that was still in his mouth. Determined to not let Kakashi drive him insane, he relaxed his throat and took in more of Yamato’s length, until his nose was buried in dark curls.

 

“Fuck, ’Ruka,” Yamato hissed, hands tightening in Iruka’s hair.

 

Iruka drew back enough so that he could suck hard at the head of Yamato’s cock, then slid his mouth down the whole shaft once more. He groaned the next time he drew up, because Kakashi’s tongue pushed into him, and began thrusting in and out slowly. Kakashi’s hands squeezed Iruka’s buttocks as he fucked Iruka with his mouth, and it was all Iruka could do to keep from grabbing his own cock. Arousal coursed through Iruka’s veins and he wanted desperately to get off, but even more, he wanted to please the two gorgeous, amazing men who were in his bed.

 

“Stop, don’t want to come yet…” Yamato said huskily after only a few more moments.

 

In synch, Kakashi’s tongue withdrew, and Yamato released Iruka’s hair. Iruka pulled off, staring once more into Yamato’s almond-shaped eyes, and the man stroked his cheek, breathing hard. Yamato sat up and pulled Iruka into a kiss, and he closed his eyes, simply letting himself get lost in the taste, the feel of Yamato.

 

When their lips parted, Iruka realized that Kakashi was kneeling beside them, watching them. Iruka turned to kiss Kakashi, and the other man twined his tongue with Iruka’s. Iruka melted into the other man, reveling in his taste, which was so different from Yamato’s, and yet was equally appealing. When they separated, Iruka took a few moments to look into Kakashi’s mismatched eyes, before remembering what he wanted to do. Iruka started to push Kakashi onto his back.

 

Kakashi, however, had other plans. “No more,” he said. “Want you too much.”

 

“But I want to taste you too,” Iruka said, then dove for Kakashi’s cock, getting in one swipe of his tongue over the head, licking off a dot of precome.

 

Kakashi groaned and pushed Iruka back. “Next time,” he said. “But now… I want more.”

 

Iruka couldn’t bring himself to argue. Yes, he wanted to have Kakashi under him, in his mouth, but he also wanted more. His cock was demanding attention, and his ass was longing to be filled. “How do you want to…” He trailed off, looking back and forth between Kakashi and Yamato. The two were exchanging a look, and seemed to be communicating wordlessly.

 

“We… did have an idea,” Kakashi said.

 

Iruka raised an eyebrow. “Just now?”

 

The other two both laughed. “No,” Kakashi said. “We’ve… well, we’ve talked about being with you. And about one thing that we’d like to do.”

 

“Quit stalling and just tell me,” Iruka said impatiently. “You’re the one who seemed to be in a hurry.”

 

Kakashi’s eyes seemed to sparkle. “We were thinking about enjoying an Iruka sandwich. Me in you, you in Yamato. That is, if you’re up for it.”

 

If Iruka hadn’t been so hard already, just those words would have given him an instant erection. The thought of being sandwiched between the two men he loved, taking and being taken, was so arousing that he let out a small whimper of need rather than a full fledged response.

 

Kakashi looked at Yamato, grinning. “I think he likes the idea.”

 

“I think so too,” Yamato said with a laugh.

 

“Um. Yes,” Iruka managed, and scrambled to his bedside table to retrieve a bottle of lube. Then he paused, wondering about the mechanics, and how they could do this without crushing each other. “How do we…”

 

Yamato was the first to take action. He crawled past the others and rested on his elbows and knees perpendicular to the head of the bed. “You prepare me, and we’ll both be on the bed. Kakashi will be standing behind you.”

 

The image made Iruka lose another bit of his sanity, and he gulped, nodding. The fact that Kakashi and Yamato had fantasized about this, had planned it out, made it feel so right.

 

Kakashi climbed off the bed, and Iruka positioned himself behind Yamato, kneeling. He uncapped the lube and applied a liberal amount to two fingers before dropping the bottle to the bed. Looking at Yamato spread open before him, waiting, trusting, made him want to tease, to taste. But even more than that, he longed to be inside the other man, and he knew that his lovers didn’t want to wait. So he held Yamato by the hip with his dry hand and pushed one slick finger into the other man, who hummed in approval. As he worked the lube around, Iruka searched and found that little gland that he knew would bring Yamato more pleasure. He stroked it with his fingertip, and reveled in the sounds that Yamato made in response.

 

“Mmmm, yes,” Yamato hissed. “Another… please…”

 

Iruka complied and added a second finger to stretch Yamato further. It wasn’t long before the man spoke again.

 

“’Ruka… take me.”



To be Concluded…

I hope you enjoyed this part of Intervention! I know, leaving off here is such a tease. What can I say, I can be a wee bit sadistic at times. Don’t worry though; I will be posting the final part next Friday. Leave a comment if you’d like. I greatly appreciate feedback!

 

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Free Fiction Friday 3: Intervention Part Two (A Naruto Fanfiction)

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Welcome to week three of http://www.freefictionfriday.com!

This week I am continuing the M/M/M polyamory story I posted last week (Intervention Part One (A Naruto Fanfiction)). If you haven’t read last week’s post yet, go ahead and click that link to see if you’re interested in reading, and start with that part!

This is part Two. There will be one or more parts, depending on if I decide to split the last 2,500 words.

Categories and advisories for this section: M/M/M makeouts, M/M/M threesome, polyamory, oral sex, unprotected oral sex (worth noting this is a fantasy world and I have my own headcanon for how unprotected sex can be a minimal risk for these ninjas, but I didn’t get into it in the story)

Potentially new terms: hitai-ate is the headband that ninja wear to protect their foreheads and show the symbol of allegiance to their village. 

Disclaimer: Naruto, the world, and characters, belong to Masashi Kishimoto and I made no profit from the writing or posting of this piece.

Please also note I wrote this two and a half years ago, and have greatly improved in my writing skills since. However, I decided to leave it as is for now rather than give it an overhaul. 

I’ve included the part immediately preceding Part Two for memory jogging purposes. I hope you enjoy this second part of Intervention.

“We like you, Iruka.” Kakashi said simply.

 

It was Iruka’s turn to choke on his drink, and after a short coughing fit, his eyes flitted between Kakashi and Yamato. There was no mistaking what Kakashi had said, but Iruka still couldn’t help but ask, “What?”

 

Yamato nodded. “It’s true. We like you, and we have been trying to figure out how you felt about each of us…” he cleared his throat. “We want to be with you, we just didn’t know how to approach you about it.”

 

“It’s not like it’s common for a couple to ask someone else to join them,” Kakashi added. “We didn’t want to make it seem like we were just picking you up, that you were easy or anything. That’s why we haven’t told anyone yet. We were… hoping you would want to be with us, and then we could go public all at once, together.”

 

Iruka was rendered speechless for a few moments, his mind reeling with the idea. Both Kakashi and Yamato looked at him with concern before he was finally able to speak. All that he managed to croak out was, “Seriously?”

“Yes,” the other two men said in unison.

 

“Well… wow,” Iruka said. He shook his head in an attempt to clear it. This felt like a dream, like his deepest fantasy being fulfilled… when he didn’t wake up, he realized that yes, it was real. This was truly happening.

 

“Wow. Um. Sorry. Just trying to wrap my head around this. I don’t know what I expected when I invited you here but it certainly wasn’t this.”

 

Then he realized that he hadn’t told the other men how he felt about them. He wasn’t ready to make a full blown confession of love, but he did want to tell them something of how he felt.

 

“I… I like you too. Both of you,” he clarified, looking back and forth between the two men and smiling. “I have for a long time. I just… once I realized it, I thought it was too late because I thought you were together.” He reached across the table and took one of Yamato and Kakashi’s hands each in his own. This was amazing. The two men who he was in love with cared about him too, and wanted to be with him.

 

Kakashi’s single visible eye lit up, and Yamato beamed. They gripped his hands tightly, and the three sat in silence for a few moments, just grinning at each other.

 

“So, would you like to go on a date with us, then?” Yamato asked.

 

“I’d really like that,” Iruka said, then paused. As much as he wanted to go out with the two men of his dreams, there was something that he wanted just as much, if not more. Something that he had fantasized about for ages. He had been waiting too long for this, so he took the plunge.

 

Iruka stood up, leaned forward, and planted a kiss firmly on Yamato’s lips. He only lingered there long enough to suck the bottom lip into his mouth and nibble at it, earning himself a surprised but pleased moan from Yamato. Then he pulled back, and pressed his mouth against Kakashi’s, which was covered by the ever-present mask. Iruka grumbled at the lack of skin on skin contact, and threw caution to the winds, pulling down the mask and claiming Kakashi’s lips with his own once more. A few seconds later, he felt a second pair of lips on his neck – Yamato’s. That, along with the eagerness with which Kakashi was returning his kiss, made Iruka realize that no, he hadn’t been too bold, and solidified the fact that yes, both of these men wanted him.

 

Iruka couldn’t have said how long they spent leaning over the table, taking turns in exchanging insanely arousing kisses and nibbles to necks. But there came a point where his back was aching from the position, and cock was straining in his pants, begging for attention, so he finally pulled back. He stood up straight, licked his lips, and caught his breath.

 

“About that date…” he said, then grinned. “Want to hold off on it for a bit and go to the bedroom first?”

 

Yamato’s eyes widened and Kakashi smiled, giving Iruka a chance to actually get a good look at the man’s stunningly handsome face for the first time.

 

“Sounds good,” Kakashi said, and Yamato nodded.

 

Iruka was grinning from ear to ear and he released their hands, walked around the table, grabbed each man by the hand again, and led them to his bedroom. This was real, he told himself. He was about to have sex with Kakashi and Yamato. How exactly the mechanics would work, he wasn’t quite sure… all Iruka knew was that he wanted them… and they wanted him.

 

The moment the three men entered the bedroom, Iruka turned and grabbed both Kakashi and Yamato by the collars of their flak jackets, finding the zipper pulls and attempting to undress both men at once. He made a frustrated noise when it proved difficult, and Kakashi laughed.

 

“Didn’t expect you to be so eager right away,” Kakashi said, and gently removed Iruka’s hand from his jacket, divesting himself of the offending item of clothing. He pulled off his shirt, mask, and hitai-ate and let them fall to the floor.

 

Iruka’s eyes swept up and down Kakashi’s torso, toned, pale, and marred by the occasional scar, and licked his lips, before finding words. “I told you. I like you both. And you like me. So why wait? Now take off your pants.” His words were met with another laugh from Kakashi but no protest from either of the other two men.

 

Iruka unceremoniously pulled off his own jacket, hitai-ate, and shirt, before looking over at Yamato, who had already done the same. Iruka nearly groaned when he saw that Yamato, like Kakashi, was as gorgeous without a shirt as he had imagined.

 

And then the pants came off. Forgetting for the moment that he was still hard and trapped in his own pants, Iruka couldn’t help but look from Yamato to Kakashi and then back again. He had to swallow hard to keep from drooling when he got a good eyeful of the other men’s cocks, both standing at attention and looking utterly delectable. Yamato’s was a bit thicker, and Kakashi’s a bit longer, and Iruka thought that both were perfect.

 

Realizing that he had been staring rather than removing the remainder of his own clothes, Iruka laughed at himself and shucked his pants.

 

And then he stood there, hard, horny, and yet not sure what to do next. There were so many options from his fantasies that he could have chosen from, and yet his mind had ground to a halt.

 

The other men came to the rescue, Kakashi closing the distance between himself and Iruka, and Yamato pressing himself flush against Iruka’s back, holding him by the hips. Kakashi’s lips met Iruka’s, and his hand played over Iruka’s chest and abs. Yamato kissed the back of Iruka’s neck, and the man in the middle moaned into Kakashi’s mouth at the feel of Kakashi’s cock hard against his own, and Yamato’s pressing at the cleft of his ass.

 

“Can I take this out?” Yamato asked quietly, touching Iruka’s hair band.

 

“Yeah,” Iruka said in a gasp, as Kakashi had chosen that moment to pull his mouth off of Iruka’s to suck one nipple into his mouth.

 

Yamato gently removed the hair band, freeing Iruka’s chocolate locks. He ran his fingers through the thick hair and nuzzled behind Iruka’s ear. “Smells good,” Yamato said, and dropped another kiss just where Iruka’s jaw line began. Iruka let out a pleased hum, and then suddenly his front side suddenly felt cool, bereft of the warmth coming from Kakashi. He looked down.

 

Kakashi had dropped to his knees and his mismatched eyes locked on Iruka’s. Iruka sucked in a breath when the man wrapped his lips around the head of Iruka’s cock, swirled his tongue around the tip, and then sucked. A surge of pleasure went straight through Iruka, and he fisted his hands in Kakashi’s hair, needing to hold on to something to keep his sanity. Kakashi let out a pleased hum, taking more of Iruka’s length into his mouth. Iruka could barely restrain himself from thrusting into that wet heat, and Yamato, probably realizing this, held Iruka’s hips tighter while continuing to suck and nibble at his neck. And so Iruka was trapped between the two men who were intent on making him feel amazing. Kakashi added his hand to the mix, rolling Iruka’s balls between his fingers, making the other man groan. Yamato released one of Iruka’s hips and began toying with a pert nipple, and Iruka found himself gasping for air, his head lolling back onto Yamato’s shoulder. He was getting lost in the feel of what these two men were doing to him. Kakashi’s talented mouth working over his cock, combined with Yamato’s lips, teeth and tongue, and both men’s hands, were driving him wild and he was turning into a being of pure need.

 

Iruka was able to scrabble together enough brain cells to recognize that if they kept going on like this for much longer, he would lose it right there. But he didn’t want to come just from this. They hadn’t even made it to the bed, and he wanted to make Yamato and Kakashi feel just as good as they were making him feel. So, despite how much he was enjoying the current assault, Iruka released Kakashi’s hair and managed to say, “Please… stop…”

 

Yamato’s lips left his neck, but Iruka still felt the breath hot against his saliva-slicked skin. Kakashi pulled back, releasing Iruka’s erection with a slick pop. A thin strand of saliva joined his mouth and Iruka’s cock, and broke when Kakashi sat back on his heels. He wiped his mouth with the back of the hand that had been playing with Iruka’s balls, and looked up at Iruka quizzically, the heat of arousal and want still in his eyes.

 

“Don’t want to stop everything,” Iruka explained. “Just… want to make you both feel good too. Lie down?” he said, more of a question than a command, gesturing to the bed.

To be Continued…

I hope you enjoyed this next part of Intervention! I’m not trying to be a tease leaving off here, but it’s too long to post all at once. I will be posting the next part next Friday. Leave a comment here if you’d like. I greatly appreciate feedback!

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