Triangle

by Nalyra

Summary:

Kakashi wants to take Team 7 on a camping trip after the war.

 

It's turning into something he really didn't plan.
Not that he's complaining.

Notes:

Oh for heaven‘s sake, our Discord is out to kill me.

And you guys, hopefully 😈
If you squint real hard there’s some... plot… all things considered. *coughs*

Also, I had debated writing this for ‘Chakra flares’ but I think Kakashi wouldn’t share there.
So that’ll have another… thing coming.
😈😈😈😈

Hope you enjoy!

Chapter 1: Thunder

 

 

The thunder is loud overhead, the room uncomfortably bright for a split second before it settles back into almost darkness. 

Sasuke’s voice is annoyed. “Will you manage, Kakashi, or should I use fire release?”

Kakashi rolls his eyes and shoots him a look, vaguely annoyed. “Thank you Sasuke, I’ll manage.” He weaves the signs and uses his own fire release to shoot a miniature fire ball at the wood in the fire place. Flames crackle up, slowly, eating up the wood. 

The door flies open and Naruto comes in, wet and shaking himself like a dog, real and chakra arms full of fire wood. “Baaahhhh, it’s the end of the world out there.” He drops the wood next to Kakashi and the chakra coat fades, while Sasuke closes the door behind him with a small chuckle. “Seems like Kakashi picked the perfect weekend for our camping trip.”

Naruto snickers while Kakashi pushes up with a sigh, refusing to roll his eyes again. 

Naruto’s voice is amused, but tinged with something Kakashi cannot place. “Yeah, it’s a good thing we found the hut, imagine if we would have to spend the weekend in a tent in this kind of weather.” He shoots a look at Sasuke and Kakashi narrows his eyes, wondering if he’s missing something. 

He clears his throat. “This was the only weekend where we all are available for over 24 months, and you know it. It’s such a shame that Sakura got sick though.”

Naruto hums, shrugging, while shooting Sasuke another look. 

Kakashi tilts his head, watching as Naruto pulls off his wet jacket, rather uncaringly. He puts it over the back of one of the chairs in the dining area, rubbing his hands up and down his arms with a shiver. “Sheesh, it’s still cold in here.” He looks back at Kakashi, over his shoulder. “Do you mind putting some more wood on, Sensei?”

Kakashi swallows, trying not to look too closely at the golden skin under the fishnet-shirt, bending down to put another log onto the now gently roaring fire. 

He turns back to Sasuke and Naruto, seeing them settle at the table, unpacking their food. And drinks. Kakashi frowns a bit, seeing Naruto pull out several bottles of sake, sees him grin at Sasuke. Kakashi’s tone is dry. “I see you planned for bad weather?”

Naruto looks at him, flashing him a grin. “This is the first time we go on a trip together, for leisure, and the first time we’re all adults and healed and together.” He raises his arms just a bit, the wrapped one catching Kakashi’s eye for just a second. “That has to be celebrated.”

 

Sasuke grunts, pulling off his coat with his right hand. “You think you can drink me under the table, baka?”

Naruto glowers at him, with a sidelong gaze at Kakashi, who lowers himself into the chair between them. “Drank much on part one of your redemption trip?”

Sasuke quirks an eyebrow. “Maybe?”

Naruto snorts and Kakashi holds up his hand, tone dry. “Mahhh, maaah, I don’t think we even have enough to drink each other under the table, so why don’t we just enjoy our evening.” He quirks an eyebrow. “You don’t need to be rivals in everything, you know.”

Naruto grins and looks away, while Sasuke quirks a … saucy little smile. “Indeed.”

Kakashi feels like he’s missing something. Again. 

Sasuke tilts his head, nodding at Naruto. “Well, why don’t you pour us a shot to get warmed up, I hear it works better with two hands. We can eat… later.”

Naruto chuckles and opens the sake bottle, the movements with his new right hand quite secure. Kakashi indicates it with a nod of his head. “You’ve practiced.”

Naruto nods. “Well, yeah, I am right handed, it’s been such a relief.” He looks up to Sasuke for a moment, his eyes flashing with something, there and gone again. “If you ever change your mind…”

Sasuke reaches forward and takes a glass, looking at it for a moment before looking back up at Naruto. “Thank you, Naru-kun.”

Kakashi blinks, not sure if he’s ever heard the cutified endearment from Sasuke before. That’s new, isn’t it. He clears his throat, reaching for the glass Naruto is pushing over to him. 

Naruto’s left hand catches his wrist and Kakashi looks at him, inquiring silently. 

Naruto shrugs, a bit sheepishly. “I was just wondering… Sensei… “ He breaks off, licking his lips. Kakashi tries not to follow the pink tip. 

Sasuke interjects, with a roll of his eyes. His tone is almost harsh, matter of fact. “We want to see your face, Kakashi. I think we’ve earned that.”

Naruto fidgets, but the hand on Kakashi’s wrist squeezes slightly, once.

Kakashi opens his mouth, feeling somewhat floored, not quite sure how he feels about this, here, now. This feels a bit like they arranged this … somehow. He narrows his eyes, shooting a quick look at Sasuke before returning to Naruto. “I…”

Naruto squeezes his wrist again, his gaze imploring. Pleading. “Please, Sensei.”

Kakashi swallows. And then he sighs, shrugging, silently berating himself for his weakness regarding certain blue eyes. “Fine. I guess you’ve deserved it, saving the world and all.”

There’s a snort from Sasuke but a blinding smile from Naruto and Kakashi lifts his left hand, pulling the mask down matter of factly. The air feels somewhat cold on his skin still. “Happy now?”

Sasuke raises his glass, toasting him drily. “Very.”

Naruto’s gaze roams over Kakashi’s face, almost uncomfortably, with a small smile. And slightly flushed cheeks. He echoes the statement when he finally withdraws slightly, the absence of his fingers leaving Kakashi’s skin tingling. “Very.”

Kakashi shakes his head at them, raising his own glass. “To Team 7 then. It’s so nice to be here, after all that’s happened, together.” In absence of Sakura, who’s sick in bed and in absence of Yamato, who’s guarding Orochimaru.

He downs his drink, feels the heat burn down his throat. 

Next to him Naruto hums as he does the same, the shadows playing over his throat as he swallows. The Adam’s apple moves enticingly under the skin. Kakashi averts his gaze, feeling naked.

Sasuke’s chuckle makes him look over. “Still riveted to our knucklehead, I see.”

Kakashi feels himself heat up, uncomfortably close to stammering. “What do you mean.”

Sasuke tilts his head, his Rinnegan showing through his black mane for just a moment. “Oh please.”

Naruto interjects, refilling their glasses. “Sasuke, don’t be an ass.”

Sasuke quirks an eyebrow, looking down into his glass for a moment before raising it in a toast once more. “To redemption and shaping a new future then.”

Naruto chuckles and throws his head back to empty his glass once more and Kakashi does the same, refusing to look over this time. 

Sasuke’s voice reaches his ears as he swallows. “Ah, but I mean… We could share him tonight, you know, Kakashi.”

Kakashi starts and then coughs, violently, as some of the drink finds the wrong way down. He turns away from Sasuke, coughing until he can breathe again, only to find himself half covered by Naruto, who gently pats his back. 

His big blue eyes are dark in the low, flickering light. “Are you ok, Sensei?”

Kakashi pushes himself up, his eyes closed, feeling light headed. Did I imagine that? He shakes his head once to clear it, hands cramping on the edge of the table. He shoots a look at Sasuke, who glowers at him, with a little smile. No, I didn’t. What the…

Kakashi blinks and then looks over at Naruto, who gazes at him intently. 

Naruto bites his lips, the white of his teeth glinting for a moment. “I wouldn’t mind, Sensei.”

Fuck. Kakashi feels feverish suddenly, unable to breathe. He presses the words out. “You’re my pupils.”

Sasuke scoffs, and then cackles. “Kakashi, everybody knows you’ve had the hots for Naruto for like, forever.” He chuckles a bit. “Still, props for not doing anything about it for so long.”

Kakashi swallows harshly, feeling a bit sick, hand reaching for the bottle by itself. He pours himself another glass, more feeling than seeing Naruto lean closer. “We’re all grown up, too, Sensei. I don’t mind you looking at me that way anymore…”

 

Kakashi closes his eyes for a long moment, his voice gruff. “Ok, so this is really not what I had imagined for this weekend.”

Naruto chuckles, but it is Sasuke who answers. “We did though.”

Kakashi raises his glass with shaking fingers. “I shouldn’t.” The alcohol burns on its way down.

Sasuke’s dark eyes seem to bore into his soul, but there’s something like laughter in his voice. “No, you probably shouldn’t, Rokudaime.”

Naruto sighs softly, pushing himself up. He steps over to Sasuke, letting his hand glide over Kakashi’s shoulders and back in the process, just slightly. His tone is too light. “Why don’t we start and Kakashi can decide whether he wants to join in?” He throws a look back. „That way we can build up a healthy appetite?“

Kakashi swallows, compulsively.

Sasuke looks up at Naruto, and Kakashi can see his gaze soften and darken, at the same time. “Good idea.”

This is not their first time. Kakashi’s mouth is dry. 

He watches, unable to help himself, as Naruto bends down and captures Sasuke’s mouth in a deep kiss, the soft mewling sounds sending shivers of fire down Kakashi’s spine. 

But… but aren’t they… Kakashi’s brain scoffs at him. 

The muscles in Naruto’s back ripple hypnotically, criss-crossed by the shadows of the fishnet-shirt.

Lightning pushes blonde and black into stark contrast for a moment, and Kakashi can hear Sasuke moan over the rumble of thunder after. 

Naruto breaks the kiss and licks his lips, reaching for Sasuke’s right hand. “Couch? Or bed?”

Sasuke’s smile is too gentle somehow, and Kakashi’s heart clenches at the implied feelings, watching Sasuke lick his lips, with a quick look at Kakashi. “Couch, don’t you think? Better for him to watch.”

Naruto giggles and draws him up and over to the couch and Kakashi tries to make sense of it all, his sense of reality shattering at the edges. 

Sasuke looks at him for another moment while being led over to the couch by Naruto, his tone soft and yet hard. “Ahhh, Kakashi, we’ve been in each others literal heads after the war and our fight.”

Naruto hums, reaching forward to unbutton Sasuke’s clothes. “Yeah, there’s nothing hidden between us.” He pushes the vest and shirt off. “No secrets.”

Sasuke tilts his head and bites at Naruto’s mouth, harshly. “No pretense.”

Naruto gasps, his eyes dark. “No bullshit.”

Sasuke chuckles, his right arm coming around Naruto’s waist. “Yeah, we’re fresh out of bullshit.”

Naruto tilts his head back, and Sasuke nibbles down his throat. Naruto’s voice is a rumble. “That’s why we’re doing this too, Kakashi.” He looks over, and Sasuke licks into his ear, making him gasp. Kakashi feels pinned by Naruto’s gaze. “You punishing yourself by denying yourself is bullshit, too, Sensei.”

He moans and turns his head, pressing into a deep kiss with Sasuke. Sasuke growls, and it sends shivers down Kakashi’s spine. Naruto breaks the kiss, laughing. His voice is breathless. “I can take you both.”

Oh god.

Kakashi squeezes his eyes shut, feeling faint. The sounds of sloppy kissing grow more intense, and there’s rustling of cloth, and then a moan.

Kakashi’s eyes reopen, unseeing, watching the shadows move on the wall for a long moment.

 

Words reach him, as if from far away. 

„Did you bring lube.“

A moan, and a chuckle from Naruto. „No.“

A hiss from Sasuke. „You absolute minx.“

A gasp from Naruto. „Guess you‘ll have to get me wet the traditional way.“

Kakashi shifts, presses his hand down into his groin harshly. I should just leave. I… 

His body refuses to move. 

Naruto calls to him, seemingly reading his thoughts. „You‘d only catch your death out there, Sensei.“

Sasuke‘s tone is dry, but also somehow laden with lust. „You should really start calling him Kakashi, you know?“ There’s the sound of a very wet kiss. „I bet he would‘ve fucked you sooner if you’d had called him Kakashi in a really nice way…“

Kakashi groans and Naruto sighs, delightedly. „Ah yes, you’re right, come on over, Kakashiiiiii.“

Kakashi presses down onto the base of his cock again, harder than he‘s been in years. What the fuck do I do.

Naruto gasps and the fishnet-shirt lands in front of Kakashi’s feet.

He cannot help himself, he looks over, sees Sasuke bend down and suckle on Naruto’s left nipple. Naruto holds him there, head thrown back, over the armrest of the low couch, the very picture of beautiful debauchery.

Naruto blinks at Kakashi, his mouth in a lewd smile and a sing-song voice. “Come on over, Kakashi…”

He gasps as Sasuke moves over to his other nipple, worrying it with his teeth. Kakashi grunts, giving himself a quick stroke, unable to help himself. Naruto lets his hand fall back, reaching for him. “Kakashiiiii….” 

Kakashi shivers, closing his eyes for a moment. There’s more rustling and when he reopens them both of them are naked, writhing against each other, the beautiful golden and white skin illuminated by the flickering light. He licks his lips, feeling like floating.

Sasuke withdraws a bit, looking down at Naruto with dark eyes, the missing left arm accentuated by the fire behind him. He reaches for Naruto’s hip and Naruto follows the gentle direction and drapes himself over the back of the sofa, arms on the headrest, on his knees. Looking directly at Kakashi now. 

 

Naruto’s lips are glistening. Sasuke shuffles behind him and Naruto smiles in anticipation.

Kakashi realizes with a fatalistic clarity that there’s no way he can stay neutral through this. 

Fine. 

 

One night. 

 

He swallows, pushing his chair around to face Naruto, his legs falling open. He strokes himself through the cloth of his pants, sees Naruto gaze at him now, hungrily. 

Kakashi licks his lips, addressing Sasuke. “Very well, you little… devils. Sasuke, why don’t you… prepare him for me.”

Sasuke looks up, quirking an eyebrow. “Prepare him for you?”

Kakashi snarls, just slightly. “Yes.” He zips down his fly, pulls his cock out, gives it a stroke. Feels both their eyes drop to it for a moment. 

Naruto mewls, and Sasuke laughs, once. “I see.” His tone drops, into dark amusement. “I’ll do my best.”

Kakashi smiles cruelly, locks his eyes with Naruto, his heart beating a thousand miles an hour. He keeps his voice level and almost disinterested, with an effort. “Do that. I’ll watch and wait until he is.” He licks his lips, sees how Naruto’s eyes darken considerably. “Make sure he’s very wet.” He breaks the gaze, locks it with Sasuke for a moment. “Everywhere.”

Sasuke smiles at him, sharply. And then he bends down, and Naruto shouts with a laugh, which fades into a soft moan. 

Kakashi swallows, stroking himself to the soft little sounds that fall from Naruto’s lips as Sasuke begins eating him out, obviously knowing what he’s doing. Naruto moves softly with the licks and bites, just softly, never dislodging and Kakashi drops back a bit in his awareness, refocusing on the way the light plays instead. 

His attention shifts again when Naruto’s head lowers with a deep moan, followed by a small cry and a chuckle from Sasuke. Sasuke’s head comes up again, and he smiles viciously, while his right hand fingers obviously do something Naruto really likes. 

Kakashi grunts, tightening his grip, watching Naruto’s mouth drop open, hips moving and fucking himself on Sasuke’s fingers. 

They’re going to be the death of me.

He sighs, and Naruto looks up at him with a saccharine smile that is in stark contrast to his current actions, the whisker lines on his face glinting in the firelight.

How can I possibly resist him?

 

Kakashi’s gaze drops to Naruto’s lips, the desire to taste them burning and he misses Sasuke shuffle up behind Naruto, the sharp cry that wrenches itself free sending searing heat through him.

His gaze snaps up to see Naruto undulate, just as Sasuke withdraws a bit and then pushes in again, harshly, and Naruto gasps, his hands clenching on the headrest. 

A laugh falls from his lips, followed by a deep moan. “Yesssss….”

Sasuke behind him laughs as well, his right hand white-knuckled on Naruto’s hip bones. “You little slut.”

Naruto giggles and then moans with Kakashi, and a smile spreads over his already blissed out face. “Ahhhhhhhh Sasuke, you feel so good…..” He hisses as Sasuke snaps his hips, his voice turning dark. “Ohhhh, it’s been so long.”

Sasuke chuckles, taking up a deep rhythm. “We’ll make sure you’ll remember this night, won’t we, Kakashi.” His eyes lock with Kakashi’s for a moment, before returning to his cock, fucking into Naruto’s ass. “Gotta make sure you’re all wet for the Hokage.”

Naruto gasps. “Yesssss…. Please do.”

Kakashi closes his eyes and counts to ten, his fingers pressing in harshly.

Sasuke groans, voice deep and increasingly bothered. “I’ll fuck him open for you, Rokudaime, alright?”

Kakashi grunts, falling forward and he shuffles over to the couch and reaches up, cradling Naruto’s face. He presses his lips to Naruto’s in a kiss that’s too soft, too gentle, stilling the staccato moans, swaying with the jostling moves as Sasuke fucks Naruto viciously now. 

Kakashi pulls back when Naruto whines, licking his own lips. He doesn’t recognize his own voice. “Come for me, Naruto.”

Naruto’s eyes snap open and to Kakashi’s, his mouth opening in a silent scream. 

And then he undulates almost violently, jerking, rearing up a bit on stretched out arms, and Kakashi watches in awe as come splashes onto the underside of his chin, and Sasuke laughs darkly, while pushing even harsher now, driving Naruto up the back of the couch. “Ohhhh yesssssss, good one, Kakashi, you made him come untouched.” He grunts, hissing. “So tight for me, baby, yesss….”

Naruto gasps for breath, his head lowering, falling forward over the couch once more. Kakashi cradles his face again, leaning in to nip at the open lips, lick into the gasping mouth. Naruto moans, deep in his throat, the words coming in between sucks on Kakashi’s tongue. “Oh yes, please go on, keep on going, Sasukeeee…”. He breaks off, and Kakashi pushes his tongue deep, licking and sucking, their kiss sloppy and wet and he growls deep in his throat, and Sasuke is grunting now, tone dark and bothered. “Yes, take my cock, I know you want it, I’m gonna cream your little hole, get you real wet…” He breaks off and Kakashi tilts his head and pushes his tongue even deeper and he opens his eyes to look past his hand and at Sasuke, watches as the Rinnegan locks eyes with him. Sasuke smiles sharply, face drawn, keeping their eyes locked as his rhythm falters and breaks. 

Sasuke comes with a roar, pushing deep, head thrown back and Naruto whimpers, still sucking on Kakashi’s tongue, and Kakashi pushes it in in little jabs, emulating and Naruto’s whine changes to a broken moan once more and Kakashi chuckles into the kiss, breaking it with a gasp.

 

Something in him shifts.

 

He draws back a bit, licking his lips, his gaze roaming Naruto’s flushed face. His tone is fond, but laced with lust. “Susuke’s right. You are a little slut.” Naruto groans, blinking slowly, still swaying a bit with Sasuke’s last pushes. Kakashi grins softly, leaning forward to whisper against Naruto’s mouth. “Will you be a little slut for me too?”

Naruto tilts his head to nibble along Kakashi’s upper lip for a moment. “I already am, Sen… Kakashi.”

Kakashi hums, looking back at Sasuke, who is withdrawing with a hiss, and a slap to Naruto’s ass, which makes Naruto jerk and laugh, delightedly. His sated gaze locks with Kakashi’s for a moment. “All yours, Kakashi.” He smiles sharply. “For now.”

Kakashi looks back at Naruto, sees him lick his lips, slowly. He leans in, nosing along Naruto’s nose for a moment, inhaling deeply. And then he withdraws a bit, locking their gazes. His smile is sharp, cut with a blade. “Don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

Naruto giggles, a happy, free sound that is in utter contrast to his current come-splattered and already fucked state. His blue eyes are dark, glittering. His nose crunches when he answers. “Do your worst, Rokudaime-sama.”

Kakashi leans in, licks along Naruto’s left eye-lid. His words are heartfelt, reverberating through his soul. “Oh, I will.”

 

 

Chapter 2: Lightning

 

He falls into Naruto’s mouth as if he hasn’t eaten and drunk in eternities, fully allowing himself to experience the taste and smell and texture and sounds, feeling the shivers when he pushes his tongue deep. The skin is slightly sweaty under his fingertips.

 

There’s a shift in the air behind him and Sasuke’s low voice next to his ear. “Need help undressing, old man?”

Kakashi growls low in his throat, but Naruto chuckles into their kiss and Sasuke starts unclasping his armor and everything gets so real suddenly, and Kakashi breaks the kiss with a gasp, his voice gravelly. With a bite. “Need someone to teach you some manners still, Uchiha?”

Naruto gapes at him and then snickers, a hand flying up to cover his mouth for a moment, eyes sparkling. Sasuke freezes for a split second and then bends down and whispers loudly, with a glint to his eye. “Just for that I’m gonna fuck your ass too, Kakashi.”

Kakashi grins and puts speed into his movement, surprising them all. He fists Sasuke’s hair and pulls him in, biting into his lower lip for a moment, his own voice dropping to a whisper too. “You can try.”

Sasuke grunts and then rears back, a bit wildly, his dark gaze on Kakashi’s and Naruto chuckles breathlessly, drawing both their attention when he shifts his voice into a moan, his left hand pushing down to his cock, pulling slowly. “Whatever you two do, someone has to take good care of me…” He strokes himself, tilting his head, with a deliberate whine in his voice. “And I’m waiting.”

Kakashi blinks and Sasuke shakes his head once, locking his slightly more relaxed gaze with Kakashi’s for a moment. “Told you, he’s really a little slut.”

Kakashi grunts. “So I see.”

Naruto smiles, sharply, continuing to stroke himself. “You go and live with a bijou that keeps you wanting more and more…” His voice drops, eyes flashing. “And more, and more, and more…” His hand speeds up, and he licks his lips. “Kurama is on board by the way. You have my explicit permission to be as rough as you like.”

Kakashi shrugs his clothing off, his movements a bit jerky. He tries to keep his voice light. “Need more than Hinata can give you?”

He expects Naruto to react guiltily but he only undulates, the scent of fresh precome filling the air. “Ahhh, Kakashi, low one.” He releases his cock and reaches forward to push Kakashi’s hitai-ate off, and then thread his rather messy fingers through Kakashi’s hair. 

Kakashi is rather surprised he lets him. 

Naruto pulls him in, just a bit, whispering. “Actually though, this was her idea.”

Kakashi freezes for a moment, and he hears Sasuke chuckle at him, and a finger trailing down his butt-crack. Naruto grins at him and licks at Kakashi’s mouth until he opens his mouth, receiving Naruto’s tongue like some sacrament. 

Any left trepidation that might have been still there flees when Sasuke rubs his hole. These little shit-heads… It’s really been way too long. And if I trust anybody… Kakashi pushes up slowly without dislodging Naruto’s mouth or Sasuke’s finger, letting his last clothes drop to the ground. Sasuke rubs gently, stepping behind and nipping at Kakashi’s shoulders. 

 

Kakashi breaks the kiss, just a bit breathless. He licks his lips. “Suck.”

Naruto groans and lowers his head, his hands trailing down Kakashi’s body. He sighs, shifting a bit, his voice carrying a dreamy quality. “My, Kakashi, you really are big.” He licks at the head, humming when he tastes the precome. “One of these days I want you to deep throat you.”

Kakashi grunts, his hand coming forward to thread through gold, feeling Sasuke shift to nibble at his skin and watch. He presses Naruto down slowly, tries to disassociate from the feeling of heat. He bites his lips, keeps his voice gruff. “Better get me real wet.”

Naruto mewls softly, slurping on his cock.

Sasuke leans in, whispering agains Kakashi’s ear, his finger still playing with Kakashi’s hole. “Isn’t he magnificent?” He grunts, pushing his fingertip in just a bit. “He can literally go for hours.” He chuckles breathlessly, licking along the shell of Kakashi’s ear. “If you really need to get fucked out of your mind I can recommend letting him rail you the whole night.”

Kakashi shudders, helplessly. Naruto hums around his cock. 

Kakashi tightens his grip and pulls him off, panting. “On your back.”

He swallows and steps around the couch, watches as Naruto arranges himself on his back, legs hanging off the couch. Kakashi draws his hips over the edge, shuffles between them. Naruto smiles at him, beatifically, and then raises his legs, and Kakashi pushes them over his shoulders. 

He looks down, the sight of the glistening, stretched hole enough to force him to hold for a moment, concentrate. 

Naruto whines, his cock fat and heavy on his stomach. “Kakashiiii, come on, fuck me already.”

Sasuke drops down onto the couch next to them, looking at them both. With a click of his tongue. “Yeah, give it to him good.“

He reaches to fondle his own, slowly refilling cock. 

Kakashi grunts, aligning, watching the fat head push at the ring. Watching it stretch almost obscenely, drawing a keening sound from Naruto. This isn’t the best position. And.. he’s not stretched enough. 

He blinks, hesitating. 

Naruto sighs, his wrapped arm coming up to hold onto the couch above his head. His other hand comes forward to cup Kakashi’s cheek. He bites his lips, undulating just softly, the seal on his stomach dancing. “Make me take you, Kakashi.“

Sasuke sighs, licking his lips. “Yessss, he can take it.“

Kakashi feels light-headed. He licks his lips, looking up to Naruto for a moment. “Last chance.“

Naruto smiles at him, breathlessly. “Don’t make me beg.“ Sasuke chuckles. 

Kakashi closes his eyes and tightens his grip on Naruto’s hips. 

 

Fine.

 

And then he fucks into the heat, forcing himself in and Naruto wails and then keens and then laughs, and Sasuke cackles and there’s a flash of light and then rumbling thunder and Kakashi gasps, bottoming out with the sense of coming home. 

He holds for a moment, feeling the powerful thighs quiver, feels the hot vice grip him, the searing heat of the rough entry, the pulsing of their joined heartbeats. 

Naruto groans, sounding wrecked by pleasure and pain. “Oh god, yes.“ Sasuke leans close, whispering, adding fuel to the fire. “He’s still talking… Is that all you’ve got, Kakashi?“

Kakashi growls, and snaps his hips, watching Naruto‘s eyelids flutter, with a cry. 

He starts moving then, truly fucking, the slaps loud between them. There’s no thought in his mind, just this sense of righteousness he cannot shake, watching Naruto’s expressive face echo this feeling, a myriad of other, secondary feelings chasing each other through it. Accentuated by thrusts. 

Elation. Slap. Lust. Slap. Awareness. Slap. Tenderness. Slap. Delight. Slap. Cruelty. Slap. Desire. Slap. Pain. Slap. Surprise. Slap. Desperation. Slap. Bliss.

It’s fucking heaven.

Kakashi lets himself fall into the rhythm, noting absentmindedly that Naruto isn’t talking anymore, his mouth hanging open, muscles in arms and thighs bunched. Sasuke shifts to lean on his right side, facing them, the slow pulls on his own cock decidedly leisurely, unhurried. He leans in and licks at Naruto’s ear and Naruto gasps, jerking, his eyes closing, his body clamping down around Kakashi’s cock. His right arm comes around Sasuke’s neck, holding him close.

Kakashi hisses and Sasuke cackles, licking into Naruto’s ear now, and Kakashi snarls, really putting in some force now, jostling the whole couch. 

He shifts slightly and Naruto keens through clenched teeth and Kakashi moans harshly, watching Sasuke’s hand speed up, pressing even closer now, his hand brushing Kakashi’s hand. Kakashi blinks, the thought there and gone again. It’s him, isn’t it. For both of us.

Naruto starts shivering, snarling now, his fangs seemingly elongated and Kakashi’s focus shifts again, wanting this to be good, wanting this to be the best fuck ever, the best Naruto’s ever had, the one he’d come back wanting, wanting to be the … one.

He swallows, pushing the thought aside, his own orgasm curling at the base of his spine, but he refuses it, refuses to let it rise. Sasuke grunts, his hand twisting and his come splatters onto Naruto’s stomach, changes the seal into something abstract, something other. 

He gasps and Kakashi inhales deeply, the mixture of their smells pungent now, deeply base. And viciously arousing. He sees Sasuke press a small kiss to the sweaty column of Naruto’s throat, and it’s this small tenderness that breaks his control, the one shard of excitement that lodges itself deep in his gut, cuts it all free. He feels his orgasm gather, slowly, unstoppable now, every push now almost too much, sees Sasuke raise his come smeared hand to gently stroke Naruto’s cock in time to Kakashi’s thrusts and Kakashi tilts his hips and pushes up into the heat in staccato thrusts and Naruto roars, jerking under their hands.

Kakashi can feel Naruto’s body clamp down as if in slow motion, the contractions milking him and the image of Naruto’s thrown back head, face twisted in ecstasy, mouth gaping and fangs extended, covered in his own come and illuminated by lightning burns itself into his brain.

 

His own orgasm catches him almost unawares, the pulsing white-out taking all his thought and sense of self, his pulse thundering in his ears, swallowing the one outside. Dimly he feels himself scream.

 

He comes back to himself to Sasuke licking into his open mouth, humming. His throat is raw and he’s still pumping into Naruto, who is mewling softly, chasing the afterglow. 

Basking in the oversensitivity. Rolling his hips.

Kakashi groans, deeply.

Sasuke chuckles, breaking the kiss, his dark eye almost kind. “Yeah, I know, he really is insatiable.”

Kakashi reaches up and pulls Sasuke into a proper kiss, chasing the taste, distantly comparing it to the ones he’s shared with Naruto until now. Sasuke is … sharper, somehow. Kakashi tilts his head, deepening it, something in him growing hungry again, though his cock is softening, slowly slipping out of Naruto.

Who whines at the loss. 

Kakashi breaks the kiss with a chuckle of his own, slapping the back of Naruto’s thigh. “You are an insatiable minx.”

He pulls out with a hiss, a jolt of renewed arousal rushing through him at the sight of Naruto’s hole, gaping, red, used and dripping with come. Sasuke groans next to him. “Good start, Kakashi.” He licks his lips, whispering loudly. “Think we can fuck him loose enough to take us both?”

Kakashi shivers, closing his eyes for a moment, while Naruto gasps, and then moans, deeply. “Yessss.” He swallows, his left hand idly playing with his balls. “If you need a break, I could call on my Harem-jutsu.”

Sasuke cackles while Kakashi’s brain short-circuits somewhat, imagining. Sasuke shoots him a look and then addresses Naruto with a little sigh, his voice definitely lewd. Filthy. “Maybe later, babe.” He draws a finger through the come dripping out. “Remember, since you didn’t bring any lube, we need to lube you up further ourselves and clones are just no good for that.”

Naruto pulls a face, his fingers reaching down to touch Sasuke’s for a moment. “Right.”

Kakashi blinks, simply telling the truth, watching them both press their fingers in for a moment. “You’ll be the death of me.”

Naruto chuckles, his right hand coming forward to cup Kakashi’s face once more, wrapped fingers stroking softly. “Not tonight.”

Kakashi quirks an eyebrow at the distinction, narrows his eyes at Naruto who grins broadly.

Sasuke snorts, shrugging. “But, seriously, what a way to go, huh, Kakashi?”

Kakashi shoots him a look and then sighs, with a shrug. “Maaah, indeed.”

 

Naruto drops his hand from Kakashi’s face, undulating slowly, with a sigh. He licks his lips. “Yeah, a good start.” He licks his lips again, watching them both. “Can I suck one of you back to life? Or both? I mean, I could use a Kage Bunshin for that, couldn’t I?”

Sasuke shakes his head at him, rather fondly, while Kakashi just grunts, sitting back on his haunches. Naruto’s legs slide off his shoulders, and Naruto pushes off the couch slowly, coming to sit in front of the couch and Kakashi. 

Sasuke sighs, somehow fondly. “Naruto, you’re making a mess, and absolutely everywhere too.”

Naruto looks up at him, shrugging uncaringly, with a dirty grin. “And it’s going to get even messier.”

Kakashi bends forward before he can think too much about it, claiming that smiling mouth once more, chasing the taste, his hands gliding over smooth skin. There’s something threaded into the taste, like sun and Kakashi allows himself to crave it, to want it. His cock twitches and he sighs into Naruto’s mouth, just as Sasuke’s hand glides down his crack, playing once more with his hole. 

His breath is hot on Kakashi’s ear. “Would you like that Kakashi? You fucking Naruto doggy-style while I finger fuck you?”

Kakashi groans into Naruto’s mouth, trying to remember why he used to be not enticed by the prospect. Ah yes, because some people lose respect then. This is Naruto and Sasuke though. And I’m already fucking them. He sucks on Naruto’s tongue, vaguely surprised by his own hunger. Sasuke groans into Kakashi’s ear, probing the resistance with his finger. “It’s better if you keep fucking him open anyways, since you’re bigger. And I need a moment, unfortunately.” 

Kakashi shivers, slightly pushing his hips back. Naruto breaks the kiss and noses along his face for a moment, inhaling deeply, before he bends down, shifting so he can suckle on Kakashi’s cock again. Kakashi grunts, holding himself up on the edge on the sofa, feeling somewhat unmoored. 

Sasuke chuckles behind him, finger taking a slight rhythm. “Yeah, I know what you’re thinking right now.” He inhales deeply, and Kakashi shifts his posture, to make more room. Sasuke hums in appreciation, leaning against Kakashi’s left shoulder, explaining after a moment. “Naruto has this effect on me too.”

Kakashi closes his eyes for a second, feeling Naruto’s clever tongue dip into the slit, sucking on it after. He lets one hand drop down onto the blonde hair, presses him down just gently, and Naruto follows the pressure with a happy little sigh, and the sound shivers through Kakashi. Naruto hums, suckling gently as Kakashi’s cock fills out again, slowly, and Sasuke pushes his finger deeper with a grin, tilting his head to look at Kakashi’s face. Kakashi shoots him a dark look and Sasuke’s grin turns saucy, leaning in to lick along Kakashi’s scar. His voice is dark. “It’s a shame your Sharingan is gone.” He licks his lips, his voice breathless. “I would have loved to measure mine against yours one day.”

Kakashi smiles sharply, viciously. “Yeah, that’s too bad.”

Sasuke blinks, finger stroking hypnotizingly, while Naruto’s tongue plays with Kakashi’s slit. Sasuke’s voice is void of his trademark cold streak, for once. “Do you miss it.”

Kakashi blinks, feeling Naruto swallow him down. The words come from deep within him. “Every day.”

Sasuke watches him for a moment, and then he leans in, his voice low. “I’m sorry.” He captures Kakashi’s lips in a kiss that feels searing, almost brutal with feeling. He withdraws slowly, his mouth traveling to Kakashi’s ear. His voice is almost inaudible. “If you want to see him undone add some lightning to your thrusts later.”

Kakashi moans, deeply. And then he laughs, looking at Sasuke from the side of his eye. “Maybe we can do that together, later?”

Sasuke grins, pushing his finger deep and Kakashi cusses at him, viciously. Naruto chuckles around his cock, withdrawing with a deep sigh.

He pushes himself up and puts one hand on each of their heads, leaning in to kiss Kakashi deeply for a moment, and then he breaks the kiss to move over to Sasuke, pulling him into a deep kiss as well. Kakashi watches them kiss, feeling light headed and bursting full, and Naruto pulls at his head to bring him in, and both of them start licking at Kakashi’s mouth and chin and cheeks. Kakashi puts his arms around them both and sinks into their kisses, returning them when he can.

Naruto sighs happily, his arms under Kakashi’s holding them together for a long moment. 

 

And then he withdraws slowly, watches both of them watch him and grins, his left hand coming down to stroke along Kakashi’s length for a long moment. He raises his eyebrows, voice soft. “Ready to prepare me some more?”

Kakashi huffs and then chuckles, shaking his head at him. 

Sasuke grins at Naruto, nudging him with his left shoulder. “Remember my idea? Though I guess we’ll have to see how it fits, situation-wise.”

Naruto grins at him. Kakashi quirks an eyebrow. “What idea?”

Naruto licks his lips. “You’ll see.”

Sasuke’s grin broadens. Kakashi narrows his eyes.

Naruto turns around, slowly, with a little smile. He looks back over his shoulder at Kakashi. “You promised to do your worst, Kakashi.”

Sasuke shifts back a bit, reaches to draw his fingers through the mess on Naruto’s stomach. He looks at Kakashi, with a quirk of his eyebrow “I’ll make it worth your while, promise.”

Kakashi snorts. He shakes his head at Sasuke and then shuffles up to Naruto, bending to press a kiss to the small of his back. 

And then he pushes up, using his hand left and weight to push Naruto down onto the couch, using his knees to spread Naruto’s legs wide. He lets his anticipation rise, lets his desire sharpen into a fine point. His right hand fingers trail down Naruto’s ass, glide along the wet hole. “Ready?”

 

Naruto mewls softly. With a happy little sigh.

Which changes into a long, long, long drawn out moan as Kakashi takes him. 

And takes his fucking time. 

By the time he bottoms out he and Naruto are both shivering, and Sasuke is panting in his ear. There’s a click as Sasuke swallows, harshly. “Damn, I didn’t think watching your fat cock sink into him would be so good, but I guess I can still learn.”

Naruto gasps a laugh and Kakashi inhales shakily through his nose, keeping his attention on where he’s pressed up to Naruto’s ass, the pulsing heat divine. He tightens his grip even further, pushes the legs apart even further, just a bit, and then starts to draw out again, equally slow. 

Naruto whines, scrambling at the couch, and Sasuke grunts, his voice gravelly. “Damn, there’s something to be said for Anbu control training, I guess.”

Kakashi’s upper lip twitches in a miniature snarl, and he shoots a sidelong gaze at Sasuke. “Aren’t you supposed to be busy?”

Sasuke’s eyes flash. And then he smiles, somewhere between cruel and fond and inclines his head in mock obedience before shuffling back.

Kakashi grunts as two fingers are shoved into him, rather unceremoniously. 

Sasuke’s voice is carried on breathless laughter. “Well this is a fantasy that’s been around for some time.”

Kakashi closes his eyes for a moment, holding with the tip of his head still inside only, Naruto trembling under his hands, moaning and mewling. Asking for more. He leans forward a bit, giving Sasuke more room, hissing at the burn. 

And then he lets his purple lightning flare up, the orange firelight dancing with its shadows. He lets it spread from his hands to his upper body, slowly, lets it trail down and up, a tickle of electricity that makes the edge of his teeth ache. He hisses when the electricity trails along his abdomen and then along his cock, the moment it touches Naruto’s hole resetting reality. Naruto cries out, harshly, and Sasuke hisses ‘yessss’ and Kakashi presses in again, feeling the powerful body under his hands quiver and pulse and cramp and tremble.

And cry.

 

Naruto’s cries are truly beautiful.

Vicious and deep and guttural.

And asking for more, always. In a very hoarse voice.

 

Kakashi can feel his teeth pulse with the need to give in, to … hurt.

He refrains, concentrating on keeping the viciously slow pace instead.

Sasuke is panting in his ear again, his fingers moving leisurely, three now, providing a delicious counterpoint. His breath is wet, and his tongue is playing with the lightning dancing along Kakashi’s skin. “It’s such a shame I don’t have my left hand right now to add my own lightning to your nipples.” Kakashi grunts, hearing the honest tinge of regret in the tone. He shifts his head, just a bit, keeping his voice level with an effort. “You can add it to your right hand fingers?”

Sasuke shivers. And then he leans in, nosing along Kakashi’s jaw for a moment, his voice softer than Kakashi’s ever heard. “Can I add it to my cock?”

Kakashi closes his eyes, bottoming out, hearing the little sounds as precome drips from Naruto’s cock onto the floor. Naruto’s silent, listening with his sweaty face pressed to the couch, hair dark and matted. There’s really only one answer and the only thing that Kakashi mulls over is the fact that it’s not Naruto first. He leans in, rolling his hips, intensifying the lightning for the motion and then letting it flare out again somewhat and Naruto screams into the pillows, with a laugh, hitting the cushions in abject delight. “Oh god, yes, do that again.”

Kakashi grins, quirking an eyebrow at Sasuke. “You heard Naruto. Don’t break my pace.”

Sasuke chuckles, withdrawing his fingers slowly before reaching down to hold them under Naruto’s cock for a moment. He spreads the liquid along his cock and Kakashi feels hot and cold suddenly, wanting this so much it hurts. He rolls his hips just slightly, waiting. 

Sasuke licks his lips and shuffles behind him and his hand comes up to clasp Kakashi’s shoulder. He leans in, aligning blindly, and Kakashi can feel the pressure, feels it rise and ebb by the twists of his own hips. 

Sasuke’s voice is breathless. “I’ll hold. Fuck yourself on me while you fuck him.”

Kakashi closes his eyes for a moment, trying to prepare, but knows it won’t help. He also knows, that whatever he does now, this won’t take long.

Make it good then.

 

No, exceptional.

 

He grits his teeth, pulls back, still so slow it hurts. Feels the burn as Sasuke makes him take it,  millimeter by millimeter, the burn brilliant and blinding. 

Sasuke shifts his stance when he bottoms out, lets his own lightning flare up. 

Jolts it directly against Kakashi’s prostate.

Kakashi’s scream is loud, and echoing. He snaps his hips forward, does the same when he bottoms out. Naruto’s voice is hoarse. Breaking. His left hand fingers are claws, cutting through the pillows of the couch, sending filling everywhere. Kakashi rolls his hips once, adds intensity, listens as Naruto’s voice rises, and then drops into harsh moans again when Kakashi withdraws, fucking himself blind on a lightning rod.

He rolls his hips there, too, silently asking and Sasuke complies, jolting him once more, with a grunt. Kakashi sobs, falling forward and powering in again, viciously now, fast, then a roll and more lightning and then back, and a roll of his hips again.  And again.

He watches as Naruto snarls, fangs long and vicious. Kakashi shivers, watching the way the muscles quiver, tilting his head back, a bit. “At the same time now.”

He hears Sasuke’s shuddering exhale. 

And then he pushes in again, torturously slow once more, Sasuke pushing deep into him and falling forward with him, and Kakashi drapes himself over Naruto’s back, feels Sasuke do the same to him. Kakashi reaches for both of Naruto’s hands, entwines their fingers. Sasuke pushes his fingers in Kakashi’s hair, pushes him down. 

Kakashi rolls his hips.

They all moan, deeply. 

 

Kakashi laughs lightly when he can breathe again, his nose full of blonde hair, and sweat. He adds lightning, feels Sasuke do the same, and his body seizes, and the body beneath him contracts, and Sasuke’s voice is harsh, loud over the crackling electricity. “Yes, come for me. Both of you.”

He starts a rapid pace, fucking into Kakashi and hitting his mark unerringly, and Kakashi adds more lightning until Naruto screams again, wildly now, bucking up under them.

Almost dislodging them both.

 

His fingers are clamped on and around Kakashi’s. 

 

Pleasure hits Kakashi’s mind, suddenly, viciously, like a brick to a head.

Dimly, he hears himself scream again. 

Dimly he feels himself pulse.

 

The white-out is brutal.

 

 

He comes back to himself still draped over Naruto’s back, his thighs wet from come dripping from his pulsing hole. 

His dick is soft and still stuck in heat, and Sasuke is lying on the destroyed pillows, looking at him with definite admiration. He quirks an eyebrow, when he sees Kakashi has opened his eyes, his voice low. “Congratulations, Hokage-sama. I never managed to make him pass out.”

 

Kakashi closes his eyes again, and lets darkness come to take him, too.

 

 

 

 

Chapter 3: Rain

Notes:

Added some tags.

Also:
Remember Kakashi having to read from Icha Icha out loud in order to help deciphering Jiraiya’s message? *snickers*

 

Kakashi wakes up to Sasuke fisting Naruto. 

 

He blinks, taking slow stock of his surroundings, finding himself on his side, on some cushions, in front of the couch. Covered by a blanket.

He licks his lips, swallowing thickly, his words a bit rough. “I can’t believe you two.”

I don’t believe you’re real. What have you done with my little Genins?

Sasuke smiles at him, wolfishly, while Naruto gasps, eyes heavily lidded, his wrapped arm reaching for Kakashi, brushing the blanket. His voice is carried on a soft mewl. “Kakashiiiii, you’re finally awake again.”

He sighs, his left hand holding his left leg up twitching, and Sasuke chuckles, his arm pushing in miniature movements. He looks at Kakashi from his position kneeling behind Naruto, his lilac Rinnegan visible through the black of his hair for a moment. “Had a good nap?”

Kakashi quirks an eyebrow, pushing himself up slowly, tilting his head to look at Sasuke’s wrist disappearing into Naruto’s body. Heat and ice travel down his spine, his voice gravelly. “I guess.”

Naruto gasps on a twist of Sasuke’s hand, the left hand clenching on his own flesh for a moment. “We wondered what we could do to keep me open properly while you two were recovering…” He sighs, tilting his head back for a moment, before continuing, his voice carrying a definite pout. “Kept me waiting there, Sensei.”

Kakashi just blinks at him.

Sasuke snickers.

Kakashi looks over at him, tone dry. “Insatiable minx is the understatement of the century.”

Sasuke bites his lips. “Aint that the truth.” He twists his hand, just a bit.

Naruto gasps, with a smile. And a weird undertone. “The truth is what I want.”

Kakashi blinks, opens his mouth. Closes it again. Lowers his head, glowering a bit. Is he … quoting Icha Icha at me?

Naruto grins at him, pressing his tongue to one fang for a moment, before asking, with a note of breathlessness. “Do you really love me?”

Kakashi cannot breathe. 

He more senses than hears Sasuke still, hold his breath as well. His eyes are locked to bright blue, shadowy in the low light, the fire all but gone out. The corner’s of Naruto’s eyes crinkle and something dangerous lodges itself deep in Kakashi’s gut and soul, twisting its hooks, deep. He swallows, harshly, blinking rapidly, the words coming on autopilot. “I’ll prove it when darkness falls.”

Naruto chuckles gently, his smile too pure for the moment, too gentle. He raises his eyebrows, continuing the quote, in a promising tone. “Come to my place and once, just once, I’ll do anything you want.”

Kakashi leans closer, his left hand coming to rest a finger on the soft skin under Naruto’s eye. He licks his lips, sees Naruto’s eyes follow the movement. He breaks the script, feeling as if in a weird little bubble of reality with Naruto. “Just this once?”

Naruto’s eyes darken.

 

And then the moment breaks as he moans brokenly, hissing when Sasuke pulls his hand out, wiping it on a cloth matter of factly, Naruto panting between them. His voice is a searing cold heat. “Well, darkness will fall in a few minutes.” He indicates the fire with a tilt of his head, before putting his hand on Naruto’s thigh, thumb brushing softly. “Ready, babe?”

Kakashi blinks, not quite getting it. And really floored by the fact Sasuke calls Naruto ‘babe’. 

And not the first time, either. He looks over at Sasuke, tries to truly see for once. Sasuke looks back at him, for a long moment. And then he quirks a small smile, knowingly. “This is Naruto, right, Kakashi?”

Kakashi snorts, gently, remembering his earlier thought. It really is Naruto for us both. He nods, once, sees Naruto smile from the corner of his eyes. Sasuke reaches and pulls the blanket off, throwing it off to the side. He looks at Kakashi’s refilling cock, quirking an eyebrow. “Looks like we’re good to go.”

Kakashi looks at him, frowning. “Good to go?”

Naruto shifts, crawling over to him and cuts the question and thought off with a searing kiss, his hum traveling all the way down into Kakashi’s gut, his tongue gliding wetly against his. Kakashi’s hands come up to hold him close by the small of his back, feels him rub his body all over Kakashi’s. Naruto sighs into his mouth, drawing one leg over Kakashi’s lower body. His arms come to brace himself over Kakashi, their kiss turning sloppy, returning energy sending tendrils of want everywhere. Naruto breaks the kiss with a lick up Kakashi’s scar, making him jerk, his voice carrying a laugh once more. “Well yeah, remember, I want you both.”

Kakashi stares up at him for a moment and Naruto smiles beatifically, chuckling and bending down to nip at Kakashi’s cheek. Kakashi exhales, something dark and dangerous coiling within him, something vicious. His hands glide down, and he positions Naruto with a slight pull, powering up and sheathing himself without warning. And a hiss. “Right.”

Naruto shouts and then undulates soundlessly, and the fire flickers and goes out and darkness falls to the Rinnegan staring at them.

 

The Sharingan flares up, glowing red in the dark.

 

He’s recording this.

The thought makes Kakashi so hard it hurts.

 

Naruto pushes up slightly with a deep groan, starting to roll his hips, and Kakashi closes his eyes, knowing he won’t be able to see anything besides the Sharingan anyway, sound and sensation all that’s left for him now. Naruto is hot around him, his weight upheld by his legs, and his hands, pressed onto Kakashi’s chest now. Kakashi tries not to think about how Naruto’s thumbs glide along the center of the crossed scar, over his heart. Or about how wet Naruto is, or why.  Or about how easy it is to push all the way in, forcing the little cry out every time he bottoms out. 

Or how there is another weight on his legs now.

 

Or how Naruto leans forward a bit, his breathing labored. Rides him with abandon now.

 

Kakashi lets his hands drop down a bit, pulling at flesh and Naruto groans harshly, his wet breath puffing along Kakashi’s lips. He can feel the weight on his lower legs shift and Naruto freezes for a moment and then keens, and Kakashi clenches his teeth, feeling the blunt head press into his own cock, making room in the heat that envelops him.

Naruto gasps brokenly, shivering heavily above him. 

Kakashi draws his arms up, left arm coming around Naruto’s shoulder, his right cupping Naruto’s neck, pulling him close. He feels Sasuke push and there’s a moment of resistance and a pained moan from Naruto and then something gives and the pressure glides along Kakashi’s cock, making him see stars, and Naruto shakes like a leaf, his gasp almost inaudible. “Oh my god.” 

Naruto sobs and Kakashi moans, harshly, and the red eye burns into his opened, unseeing eyes over Naruto’s shoulder and then there’s a harsh gasp and the pressure withdraws a bit, and then returns, more insistently. Naruto cries out when Sasuke sheathes himself, pressing into Kakashi’s cock and Kakashi tries to breathe, tries to soothe, but he cannot, his body cramping, shivering, preparing, the fire deep in his gut crawling up his spine. 

Sasuke moans and then sets a shallow rhythm and Naruto cries out again, his head lowering, hanging between his shivering shoulders, and Sasuke hisses ‘yessss’ and Naruto yells through clenched teeth and there’s pulsing pressure everywhere around Kakashi and heat, pulsing over his stomach.

Sasuke laughs, delighted, and deepens the rhythm and Naruto deflates between them, moaning continuously now, his face burrowing into Kakashi’s neck. 

Kakashi keeps his fingers locked in the sweaty hair, his other cramped around a shoulder blade, holding on by a thread.

 

Sasuke takes his time.

If he were in any other situation Kakashi would be impressed.

As it is, he’s watching the stars explode in his eyes, his breath commanded by the moans in his ear, the pleasure within him stroked by and within the heat around him, ruthlessly.

 

Naruto shivers between them, continuously.

At some point he jerks again, his cock pulsing weakly against Kakashi’s stomach.

Kakashi can hear Sasuke laugh.

Naruto draws his sweaty cheek up Kakashi’s, mewling, his voice sounding foreign. “Keep going.” His kiss feels like a benediction, carried on a whine that tears on Kakashi’s soul.

 

Sasuke leans forward, the added weight making Kakashi grunt and then Naruto cries out, into Kakashi’s mouth, harshly, and the smell of blood tickles Kakashi’s nose, and something warm drops onto his throat.

Kakashi bucks up, wildly.

Oh god he bit him. 

Sasuke yells, muffled, powering up along Kakashi and into Naruto.

Warmth spreads over Kakashi’s cock, in pulses, ripping his control to shreds.

 

He bucks up again, his left hand dropping to the small of Naruto’s back again, holding him, biting into Naruto’s lax lips now, the kiss harsh and sloppy at the same time. He can feel the whiteout begging, and forces himself to keep going, the rhythm almost brutal now, forcing. Distantly he can feel Sasuke moan, still in aftershocks, and the sound that tears itself from Naruto, an otherworldly, strange sound, that makes him want to go deeper, give more, take more, want more.

 

Naruto shudders on and around him, again, cock pulsing softly against Kakashi’s stomach, and it’s simply too much.

 

Reality drops into hypersensitivity, muted by sense.

 

The hairs on Naruto’s face tickle his skin as he opens his mouth to scream.

The burning red changes into white static, and then darkness, darkness absolute.

 

A whisper as his consciousness leaves him, carried on elation. “Oh, I love you.”

 

He couldn’t, for the life of him, tell who said it. 

Or if he himself did.

 

Maybe.

 

 

 

 

Naruto is there, nestled into his arms and face pressed into his neck, when he opens his eyes again, woken by the birds starting to sing. Breathing deeply, his body a furnace.

He can see black hair in Naruto’s neck, and white skin and an arm around Naruto’s waist, ending at the elbow.

Kakashi closes his eyes again, inhaling deeply.

 

 

 

 

 

He is woken again by laughter, and their voices, and the sound of cooking.

The blanket he’s under sticks to his skin, in various places.

He pulls it off with a hiss, and there’s a rustling of cloth and then Naruto is there, blue eyes sparkling. “Good morning, sleepy head.”

Kakashi grunts, giving him a slightly withering look.

Naruto grins, bending down to press a kiss to Kakashi’s mouth, pushing his tongue deep, totally unfazed by the morning breath. He withdraws with a hum and then pushes back on his haunches, his wrapped fingers threading through Kakashi’s hair, pushing it back. Kakashi blinks, viciously suppressing the want to feel this small motion again.

Naruto smirks, leaning in a bit, his voice kind. “Don’t overthink it, Sensei.”

Kakashi quirks an eyebrow. “Sensei?”

Naruto shrugs, blushing just a bit. “I like calling you that. You’ll always be that.” He touches his tongue to his left fang, emphasizing heavily. “Kakashiiiii.”

Kakashi shifts, feeling himself get hard again, unable to help himself. Naruto grins at him and holds out his hand. “Breakfast?”

Kakashi looks at the hand and then pulls Naruto down by it, putting his weight in and Naruto crashes down onto him with a giggle, which ends in a moan as Kakashi unceremoniously kisses him deeply, humping him none too subtly.

Naruto gasps with a laugh, his eyes growing dark rapidly, his own hands gliding along Kakashi’s skin under the blanket.

Sasuke’s voice comes from the kitchen. Drily. “We’ve created a monster.”

Kakashi hesitates, but Naruto pushes his hand down, giving him a soft pull, his voice gentle and yet suffused by humor. Addressing Sasuke. “Yeah, we did good.”

 

Kakashi quirks an eyebrow. Naruto licks his lips, asking again, with a quite different inflection. “Breakfast?”

Kakashi grunts, and then pulls and rolls them over, and Naruto moans, deeply, right hand fumbling with his own pants, pushing them down just enough, before pulling Kakashi into a searing kiss, which he breaks to turn, pushing his hips back. 

Naruto’s voice is the equivalent of a purr. “Say good morning properly, Sensei…”

Sasuke steps over, looks down at them for a moment before shaking his head. “And make it quick, the rice is done.” He turns back towards the kitchen and Naruto tilts his head back for a messy kiss and Kakashi pushes into the still wet heat, immediately setting a gentle but insistent rhythm. His left hand comes around Naruto’s shoulder to keep him arched back, their kiss turning sloppy. Kakashi’s right hand drops to Naruto’s cock, stroking it in counterpoint and Naruto sighs and then smiles, his eyes opening to look directly at Kakashi and then he comes, gasping against Kakashi’s mouth. 

Kakashi’s own orgasm feels brutally intense, and yet muted somehow, the need locked to the blissed out little smile on Naruto’s lips.

 

Kakashi knows with brutal clarity, that he would rip his heart out to see it again.

 

He hisses when Naruto pulls off, slowly, with a sigh. He licks his lips, turning back to him. “Mhhh, a good morning indeed.” 

And then he shifts, refastening his pants and pulls himself up and reaches for Kakashi’s hand and pulls Kakashi up, too, ignoring his protests. Or the way they smell. 

Kakashi sighs, lets Naruto pull him over to the table and push him back into the chair, the empty sake glass a weird reminder that all of this really was no dream. 

Is no dream.

Kakashi pushes at it, with a finger.

 

Naruto cackles, taking a bowl of rice and egg from Sasuke and placing it in front of Kakashi. “Eat, Sensei.” He grins. “You’ll need your strength.”

Kakashi looks at him, a bit dubiously, feeling just a bit weird sitting there naked. While Naruto and Sasuke are dressed. 

And his come is drying in Naruto‘s clothes. 

And in his body, still. 

He swallows. 

Sasuke lowers himself into the chair opposite of him, picking up his own chopsticks. He looks up at Kakashi, for a moment, his dark eye unfathomable deep. “You should really eat, Kakashi. We had a lot of taxing fun last night.” He nods at the tea that stands in the middle of the table. “And drink.” He grins, picking up some rice. “A lot.”

Kakashi stares at him for a moment. And then he shakes his head, reaching for some tea. “Did you really record it?” He doesn’t specify what, knowing he doesn’t really have to. 

Sasuke grins, chewing and swallowing before answering, exchanging a look with Naruto. “Well, something has to keep me going when I’m gone?”

Naruto snorts. “I thought Sakura is coming with this time?”

Sasuke shrugs, easily, his voice soft. “She is. But you’re not.”

Kakashi takes a sip of tea, trying to hide the impact those simple words have on him. He clears his throat, remembering what Naruto said before. “Does she know, too?”

Sasuke looks at him, mixing some egg with rice. “We aren’t cheats, Kakashi. When we said earlier that we’re all out of bullshit we meant it.” 

He pauses and Naruto continues, with a shrug. “We have been playing with open cards, so to speak. They’re both on board.”

Kakashi blinks, trying to wrap his mind around it all. “With me, too?”

Naruto smirks, raising his own tea. “Yes.”

Kakashi blinks again, more than slightly weirded out. “Why.”

Naruto grins at him, opening his mouth, but it’s Sasuke who answers. “Sheesh, Kakashi, for a genius you’re slow at times.“

Kakashi glowers at him. 

Sasuke grins broadly, while leaning away from Naruto who is hitting at him. Lightly. Sasuke‘s words are light, too, but they settle with a lead weight in Kakashi’s gut. “Because we love you, too.“

Naruto smirks at him, reaching for his chopsticks. “And we think we deserve all the good things we can get.“

Kakashi’s reply is intelligent. Not. “Uh huh.“ He looks down at his food, then back up at Naruto. Then over at Sasuke. “You planned this.“

Sasuke quirks an eyebrow. “Well, of course.“

Kakashi gesticulates with his sticks. “And it’s … easy. Just like that?“

Naruto shrugs, concentrating on getting the last of the rice. “Why? I mean, as soon as you cut all the bullshit and red tape it‘s not as if this is hard?“

Sasuke hums, nodding at Naruto before addressing Kakashi. “And, you know, he is an unstoppable force as you very well know, Kakashi.“ His voice turns dry. “Trust me, I‘ve tried to stop him before.“

Naruto grins at him, while chewing. 

Kakashi leans back in his chair, hissing when his backside twinges, shooting a sour look at Sasuke when he snickers. He shakes his head, pinching the bridge of his nose. “And so, what now?“

Naruto shrugs again. “We play it by ear?“

Sasuke raises his tea to his lips, taking a sip. “You‘re going to be real busy soon, so that is actually the only way to play it.“

Kakashi frowns, looking at Naruto. Who looks back, with a shit-eating grin. “Hina‘s pregnant.“

Kakashi freezes for a split second, his voice sounding foreign even to himself. “Congratulations.“

Naruto looks at him, with a very aware expression. And a grin. “Don’t worry, Sensei. I‘m not gonna hang you out to dry now.“

Kakashi grimaces, feeling dangerously unmoored and guilty and not in the mood for quipping. Be careful what you wish for… Naruto leans over, his wrapped hand cupping Kakashi’s cheek for a moment. “I’m serious. I promise.“ 

Kakashi swallows, wills the nausea down. Yeah. We‘ll see. He changes the subject, with an effort. “So what exactly was that thing you had planned? That you were talking about earlier?“

Naruto tilts his head, looking at him for another long moment, and then drops his hand, with a smile that’s terribly gentle. 

Sasuke‘s voice is rather chipper, interrupting happily. “Oh, I just wanted him to henge mid-fuck.“

Kakashi spills his tea, coughing on the sip he just took. Naruto leans over again, clapping his back. Kakashi shakes his head. “You little shits.“

Naruto chuckles. „Next time, maybe.“ Kakashi shakes his head, and Naruto rubs his back. „Eat, Kakashi.“

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

There’s light rain and mist raising from the ground when Kakashi leaves the hut, finally feeling clean again. He steps up to Sasuke, who is watching the pale sun send tendrils of light through the fog. Sasuke tilts his head, but keeps his gaze on the sky. “Now I can leave again, you’ll take good care of him. And his family.“

Something way too close to beautiful pain blooms in Kakashi’s chest, and he knows he should suppress it, but he cannot, not here, not now. Not with them. 

No more bullshit left.  

His voice is gruff, raw, with way too many emotions. “You‘re leaving?“

Sasuke hums. “I‘ll meet up with Sakura later.“ His stance shifts. “Have fun, you two.“ 

And he is gone, vanishing into pale light. 

 

Naruto steps up to Kakashi, a thread of pain in his voice. “Aaaand he‘s gone again.“

Kakashi inhales and puts his arms around Naruto’s shoulders. Biting down on the ‘but‘ that wants to spill from his tongue. Allowing himself to follow Sasuke’s implicit wish. “I‘m here.“

 

 

The sun rises with Naruto’s smile. 

Kakashi tilts his head and inhales, smelling the scent of them all in Naruto’s hair. 

 

He grins and shifts his stance and pulls Naruto even closer.