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Kakashi barely had time to himself for some peace and quiet these days, that’s why he wasn’t impressed when he heard someone knocking on his office door. He allowed them in with a bored “come in”, setting the documents he just signed aside.
“Rokudaime-sama.” Iruka bowed respectfully.
“Iruka-sensei, please drop the honorifics.” Kakashi asked once again, no matter how many times he heard his title it always managed to make him cringe internally.
“What brings you here in this lovely afternoon?” His cynical voice was followed by his fake eye-smile.
“The principal sent me to get your signatures on some academy papers. He told me Shikamaru was already aware I was coming to deliver them, however I didn’t find him, so excuse my intrusion on your office.”
Kakashi sighed, apparently there wasn’t an end to his suffering, anytime he finished a task, another thousand were waiting for him. He definitely wouldn’t miss this job once he finally retires. He just hopes Naruto won’t take too long to take over the robes, as he was starting to go crazy enough to wish for a nomad life-style, how many people did the statistics say went rogue these days anyways?
“Sure, no problem.” He dismissed trying to sound light-hearted, “May I have them?”
Iruka, always the perfect image of professionalism, was already standing in front of his desk, two hands offering him the scrolls just as he finished his sentence, bowing respectfully once again. Seriously, how was he so prim and proper all the time? Even Kakashi in his ambu days wasn’t like this. Wait, wasn’t Iruka a helion some years ago?
“Let’s see…”
The Hokage pressed his chakra into the seals, opening one after the other, ready to analyse them quickly while the teacher was still in his office, seeing as last time he left academy deals for later he got Iruka stalking him politely and professionally (creepily) until he finally got them signed. Maybe that’s why the principal always sent him to get his signatures now.
As Kakashi settled the papers at the table, his elbow accidentally knocked his Inkan with enough force to send it flying somewhere around the room.
“May I help you?” Iruka offered after a few seconds of seeing him futilely trying to find it, already walking towards his desk.
“Thanks, but I think it’s under here.” He dismissed, ducking to try to take the golden stamp from under his desk.
However at the same time he ducked, Iruka did the same, making both accidentally headbutt. While he jerked his head back, wincing from surprise and pain (was his head made of metal?), the teacher went under the table as if it was just another day, perhaps teaching a class of thirty children was really one of the toughest jobs, as Kakashi sure heard their heads making a loud sound from how hard they hit each other.
“Here!” Iruka’s torso emerged from under the table, between his legs, smiling as he held the damn Inkan.
“Th-thank you.”
He took the thing, feeling a little faint from the image of the teacher in that position, he was just a man afterall. Before Iruka could get out from under the table, Shikamaru appeared with Sato Hitoshi, a retired shinobi who now lived of his farm and making Kakashi’s life as anyone else working at the Hokage tower a living hell.
The Hokage freaked out, pushing his chair forward, making Iruka hide under the table again before anyone could notice him. If Sato-san ever dreamed of someone under the Hokage’s desk, he wouldn’t even try to hear what was going on before screaming about what he saw and how offended he was by it. His and Iruka’s careers would be over before they could even think of clearing their name. It was for the best that Kakashi wouldn’t let him think that his money was being used to fund prostitutes in work hours.
“Sato-san.” He tried to make his voice sound calm, even as his heart was threatening to jump from his throat. “How are you today?”
“You have to do something about those fucking birds already! They are destroying my produce!”
Man, he could feel his head start to hurt. Again with this unnecessary discussion on things he had nothing to do with, yes his name was scarecrow, but there was nothing he could do to keep them from trying to get into Sato’s farm.
He dismissed Shikamaru, he could deal with the crabby old man by himself, the young man had heard him enough. As soon as his assistant left, the man started nagging about the problems his farm was having that apparently was government business to fix, as if Kakashi didn’t have enough problems to deal with already.
Under the table, Iruka tried his best to stay silent, recognizing the voice as the old man that always tried to argue with him for the littlest things at the mission desk until a few years ago. He was a pain in the ass, he really thought he would calm down after retiring but apparently he only got worse.
He waited for the man to get a hint and go away as his back started to hurt from his position in the small space between Kakashi's open legs and the table’s sturdy wood, but of course the man would make his life difficult and kept talking about stuff he stopped caring about enough to listen. If he stayed in that position for longer he would start cramping, so he thought about it and decided to incline his body forward into Kakashi’s lap, he could deal with whatever reprimand later, but now his lower back almost screamed in relief.
The Hokage went rigid for a few seconds, and he realised now the even weirder pose he got himself, and how his hands were so far up his thighs. Well, the damage was already done, and he wasn’t going back to that painful position unless utterly necessary. He gripped tighter, arching his back as far he could, the little naughty Iruka at the back of his head noticing how it was stronger than he thought it would be.
Not that he had a big crush on the man, he was his boss afterall, but one could appreciate the others physique, especially one as strong and tall as this one. Perhaps it was for his own academic research the reason why he let his hand get dangerously close to the man’s privates, without touching anywhere weird, he just wanted to analyse further to understand what other legs muscles could get that firm.
It was the teacher in him that got surprised and curious when he noticed Kakashi chubbing up a little. He stared at it, seeing it fattening up without the owner being able to do anything to stop it, his mouth watered, thinking about how long it has been since he last sucked a dick. Ok, stop, this is your Hokage, he thought.
But Kakashi didn’t make any movement to stop him or get him away from his crotch, his horny brain provided, taking this as a reason to be bolder. He seemed to like this, it must be fine, he wouldn’t be this reactive if he wasn’t interested, right? It can’t be this wrong.
His head went lower until his nose brushed the front of the man’s pants, taking a timid sniff of his scent, it was faint, mostly clean, smelled more like fabric softener.
Kakashi’s legs opened further, and he took it as an incentive to press harder, almost mouthing at it, licking his lips as he felt it getting harder at his nose nudging it.
Like an addicted man, he got a few more sniffs before letting his hands slowly open his button and zipper, trying to not make any noise as the other man in the room started to get less angry and closer to getting into an agreement.
The fabric opened enough to let his nose get to Kakashi’s underwear, smelling better the nice scent that came from it. He kept going, his hands rubbing softly at his erection in a faint massage. The Hokage on the other hand, finally found a way to make the man leave, finishing his meeting just as his cock hardened enough to make Iruka want to gasp.
As soon as the door closed, Kakashi pushed his chair back, looking at Iruka’s heavy eyes. His own eyes got filled with hot desire, signaling for him to get up, but to stay quiet. He got up from his seat, walking to the door, opening it enough so only his head would pop out.
“Shikamaru, I need you to issue a D rank for Sato-san, get gennins to help him get rid of the birds and to plant whatever he wants, we will pay for it, and then go to the Aburame compound for the meeting they required. I have too many urgent things to take care of right now.” He ordered, frowning so much his assistant didn’t even question, thinking it was from talking to Sato-san.
Then he closed his door, locking it and coming back to Iruka, who was now standing right next to his table, biting his lips seductively. His mask went down so fast Iruka didn’t have time to properly see it before he was being kissed hard and hot. His mouth tasted like coffee, sweet and strong, his tongue was agile, finding his with ease, their mouths opening and closing around each other in a delicious motion that reverberated straight to their groins.
“Since you like smelling cock so much, why don’t you do it properly?” Kakashi asked between kisses.
“Yes, Rokudaime-sama.” Iruka moaned, getting into his knees.
Kakashi’s title being called like this made him question his distaste towards it, he shuddered so bad. Iruka’s trembling hands got into the hem of his pants, pushing it down enough to show his underwear. Back under the table he wasn’t able to see the pattern, but now out in the open he couldn’t help but smile humorously. Kakashi, confused by the laugh, looked down and got deeply embarrassed by his well-loved shuriken underwear.
“I- ah, I wasn’t expecting anything like this and I didn’t have time to do laundry yet.” The younger man shook his head.
“I think it’s cute, I like it.”
He said it honestly, it was a bit worn, making it stretched enough to be just a thin piece of fabric between him and Kakashi’s cock, that’s why he could smell it so well back then. He didn’t waste time, going to town, pushing his nose into it. The older man grabbed him by the head, firm, rubbing his face into his hard cock. Iruka opened his mouth to smell it better, fuck it was heavenly, he felt like a slut, needy for dick. He mouthed at it as much as he could with his face being smushed by it.
“Do you like it, Iruka?” Kakashi’s voice was hoarse, “Did you wish for this so bad you couldn’t wait until I was finished with my meeting before being a cock slut?”
Iruka moaned loudly, “Yes!”
“‘Think you are going to like this better.”
He reached down to his underwear, pushing his cock out, holding it in Iruka’s face. The younger man felt like seeing stars, his dick was perfect, a great lenght and thick, white with a dusky pink head. It looked heavy and veiny, slightly curved upwards.
“What, forgot what to do, baby?” Fuck, Iruka was going to faint.
Kakashi hit his face with his dick a few times, before dragging it slowly to the tip of his lips. Iruka opened his mouth, letting his tongue meet the tip of his head, tasting the humid skin, still feeling one of the other’s hands holding his hair. They both groaned at the contact, Iruka’s licks getting bolder, from the tip to the base, only stopping to get more saliva to coat the whole dick. From gently licking a strong vein to closing his mouth around the tip of his cock, sucking it lightly.
His eyes closed and rolled to the back of his head, tasting the thick erection, salty and bitter. He kept sucking it, substituting Kakashi’s hand with his own, massaging the length as he sucked harder.
He was big enough he could freely twist his hand around his shaft, doing up and down. His silent sounds were like music to his ears, making him go deeper. Cock hitting his throat, he pushed his free hand inside the other’s underwear, getting his balls out, playing with them.
He let his head bounce a good few times before he got the dick out to appreciate his engorged testicles. They seemed so tasty he could not resist pushing one into his mouth, sucking, sticking his tongue out to lick them, sucking the other, nosing the dick he held over his nose. It smelled like saliva now, but still had that amazing cock scent.
The younger man moaned, trying to get both balls in his mouth, but only making his face get dirtier and his hair grabbed more tightly. So he got back into sucking the red dick that was begging for more attention than his hands, his lips were stretched around him, he could feel it getting sore from the use.
His head went lower and lower, his eyes locked at Kakashi’s, he tried his best to look as innocent as he could with dick in his mouth, so deep he felt the pubes against his nose, fuck he was so delicious.
Once he relaxed his throat he held Kakashi’s hips, forcing him to fuck his mouth. The man didn’t ignore his wishes, gently pistoning his hips into him, moaning greatly hearing the nasty sound his throat made once abused. Spit covering them both and connecting them together by a thin transparent and bubbly thread.
Iruka tapped twice his legs to get some air, tears streaming down his face, chin completely wet. He took a few deep breaths before going back to sucking, massaging the length he couldn’t fit in his mouth, the other hand in his balls before he reached to rub it over his own erection.
“Fuck, you are such a slut, all dirty and desperate over cock.” Kakashi moaned, moving his hips in reflex.
Iruka closed his eyes, moaning, the vibration going straight to his groin, pushing Kakashi closer to climax. He told him he was close, thinking the man would stop, but Iruka kept sucking, this time harder, focusing his lips and tongue on the tip.
He came all over his lips and mouth, the younger man showed him his hot cum, playing with it in his mouth, eyes locked full of horny drunkenness, before swallowing it, pushing what
came out with his finger to drink every drop of his jizz.
“Fuck, you whore. Come here.” Kakashi manhandled him up.
Contrary to some man that was disgusted to kiss the mouth they came on, Kakashi got his lips on his, kissing him breathlessly and open mouthed. The hands on his hips pulled him closer, rubbing his painful erection against him, manhandling, showing off how strong and hot he was. It was a good thing he was being held, otherwise he would fall from how much his legs were trembling.
He moaned sadly once they got separated, but the older man only chuckled before pushing his pants up and putting his papers from the table to the ground. He looked back at him before pointing to the table.
Iruka got the message, taking off his shoes, pants and underpants, laying on his back. Kakashi took his time to admire him before he got his chair, bringing it to where Iruka was. He sat down, pushing the tan legs apart, kissing and biting from his ankles to his inner thighs, licking his pelvis until he reached his dick, where he licked it all and sucked on his balls. Iruka was louder, so he pressed his hand in his mouth to try to muffle it down; he didn’t want everyone working there to know what they were doing.
After giving some attention to his balls, the silver haired man got back to his penis, sucking the head before pushing it further into his mouth. Iruka rolled his hips, feeling delirious as he realized his head was hitting the back of his throat. The man was great with his mouth, sucking it beautifully, red lips wrapped at his dick, but never allowing his teeth near his dick.
His thighs trembled and he moaned pitifully.
“Please, push a finger in me!” He begged into his hands, eyes watering from need.
“Fuck, yes.” The answer came trembling, like he was a mad man.
He grabbed Iruka’s hips firmly, pushing his ass off the table, settling his legs on the arms of the chair. With one hand masturbating the younger man, he spat on his fingers, taking them to the fluttering hole, pressing it lightly, rubbing the puckered skin. Then he pressed the tip of his finger in, feeling it relaxed enough to push it further without resistance.
“Another one, another one.” He pushed his hips down.
Who was Kakashi to make him wait, he pushed another one, stopping a few times he felt him tense up, but kept his hand moving on his cock. It didn’t take long before he could move his fingers in and out his tight hole, feeling the softness of his insides. He curved his fingers, finding his prostate and massaging it with expert motion, making Iruka cry out loud.
“Please, please.” He pleaded, “Stop, just put your fingers in or I will cum!”
“Okay, baby.” He took off the hand of his dick, but his mind kept going back to Iruka’s top half. “I want to see your breasts.”
Iruka nodded in a daze, opening the zipper of his vest, taking it off quickly, almost getting stuck. Kakashi put his hands on his stomach, gripping it before helping him take his shirt off. There it was, just like he thought he had big tits, soft skin contrasting with his strong abs, his dark erected nipples begging for attention.
He couldn’t help but wrap his hands on them, feeling them in his palms for a minute before going back to fingering him, this time with three fingers. Iruka moaned so prettily, he wanted to keep hearing it, even as he said things that made him go crazy. He twisted his fingers around, going in and out, stretching him out just as fast and strong as he wished. Just the sound of his fist hitting his ass was lewd enough to make him as hard as a rock.
“Fuuuck.” Iruka groaned “Do you want to put it in, Hokage-sama?” Apparently he also noticed how hard he was.
His own dick twitched at the question, he could feel his head slobbering with pre-cum when Iruka looked at him like this, so eager, so slutty for him.
“Is it ok?” He looked at him in the eyes, he had to ask for consent even as his dick begged him to just fuck him already.
“Yes, want your dick.” He nodded aggressively, “No, I need it.”
He exhaled heavily, he was living something he never dreamed he would live, something that rivaled his precious Icha-Icha series. Sparing a thought to thank whomever thought he was worth living this moment and gave him this, he aligned his cock to the stretched hole, spitting on it, pushing it in slowly, watching his partner’s reaction.
Iruka’s face was priceless, torn between pain and satisfaction, Kakashi would easily give a portion of his life to be able to see it again. He stopped once he bottomed out, from where he stood tall between his legs he could see everything, Iruka’s chubbed dick and balls, his strong chest and his fucked out expression.
The older man got his hand around him, giving him a quick masturbation to relax him enough to be able to get dicked. He had to give his fingers for him to suck so Iruka wouldn’t alert everyone about what was going on in his office with how loud he was, if he hadn’t already.
His other -now free- hand went to hold his hips so he could pound onto him, deep and strong. Iruka’s hand went to pinch his own nipples while the other went down to his dick, mouth still sucking the other man’s fingers.
“Rokudaime-sama!” He cried, Kakashi took his fingers out to hear him as he was just whining “I’m on your desk, fully naked, while you are shoving your huge dick in my ass!” Kakashi shivered at that. “This is so dirty, please don't stop!”
“Yes, I’m fucking my naked bitch in my office, just my dick out fucking your sloppy hole just like you wanted.” He growled back. “Fucking whore, aren't you made to get dicked? Look at you, legs spread open for me, begging for more.”
He bent down, holding him by the neck, making him have to bite down his lips to stop the moans. The sound of his pelvis hitting the plush bottom was sticky from sweat and straight out dirty, he couldn’t stop even if someone entered right now, he would keep fucking him.
He pushed Iruka’s legs against his chest, making him present his hole to him even more. He pushed his cock with all he had, it felt so soft, so warm. He would take it off only to put it back harder, watching how it gaped at him and fluttered when he spat on it before pushing his dick back in.
Iruka’s body was a pro, taking him so well, his lovely cock bouncing around cutely with the force of their activity. His cries of “Rokudaime-sama” only made him go crazier for the man laying bare before him.
He was such a slut too, his dirty mouth made him the perfect protagonist for his imagination on future lonely nights, especially when he would moan about how he was ruining him for everyone else.
Iruka on the other hand was just as lost as he was, delirious and feverish from desire, thinking about how long he wanted to be fucked hard like this, about how good Kakashi’s cock felt against his insides, and how long he would remember him. Maybe now that he knew how much of a whore he was, he would fuck him again whenever his balls felt heavy, whenever he needed someone to be his cum dump.
He wrapped his legs around his waist, pushing him closer, wanting to feel more of his dick. He was sure he was just babbling incoherent stuff now, saying and thinking stupid shit, but neither bothered about it.
Then his prostate got hit head on instead of just being brushed, and he could swear he saw stars, his vision blurred and everything felt different. Kakashi seemed to realise what he did and focused on that spot, pushing him closer to the edge. Iruka’s hand shot towards his own cock, clumsily jerking it off fast.
Just a few more pumps and he was cumming. His hole fluttered around Kakashi, getting tighter as he was milked dry, making the man need to take his dick off to shoot his hot cum in his hole and cheeks. Iruka tried his best to hold his ass open while he trembled.
The Hokage cleaned them both with some tissue from a tissue box he left on his drawer, careful around the sensitive hole, still gaping and blinking, dirty of cum. He helped Iruka get off the table, sitting him on his lap at the chair.
They kissed a few more times, breathless, sloppy. Kakashi’s hand rubbing the naked leg and bottom, groping and slapping the warm firm skin. Iruka wrapped his arms around him, playing with his hair as they kissed. The room was hot and humid, but it felt as if they were the only ones in the world. Until Iruka remembered he was supposed to be working.
He kissed the other man one last time before getting up to put his clothes on carefully to not upset his sore body. They were silent as they fixed themselves, as the weight of reality finally came on, Iruka felt ashamed of the way he acted and for mixing his job with his sex life. Kakashi was full of questions and doubts.
But as he watched the other bowing timidly to him, ready to leave, he got a wave of courage to talk to him.
“Iruka…” He stopped at the door to look when called, “Are we ok?” He voiced his concern.
“Yes, sure.” He nodded, still embarrassed. It was weird and very unprofessional, but it was consensual.
“I was thinking… Would you like to get out sometime?” This time Kakashi was the embarrassed one, but he wasn’t going to stop now. “Not to get some ramen this time to talk about Naruto, but somewhere… nicer? Just us and some food?”
Iruka’s shy genuine smile was enough to lift his hopes up.
“I'm free on friday after school.” He said, opening the door, facing away from him. “Show up on time and you’ll be able to pick me up.”
For the first time in years, Kakashi wasn't even a second late.