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Kakashi should know better than to trust Rin after the stunt she pulled last time.
He’s just left Minato’s office when he almost bumps into his former teammate, the girl smiling sweetly at him with a small box of freshly baked cookies in her hands.
“Welcome back, Kakashi!”
Kakashi crosses his arms over his chest. “I hope you know it’s going to take a lot more than this for me to forgive you.”
“Come on, Kakashi,” Rin whines, pursing her lips. “I’m your best friend. You know I meant no harm. I didn’t know Obito was going to be there. I even asked Minato sensei to fetch you! I wouldn’t have done that if I didn’t care about you, would I?”
Kakashi rolls his eyes and takes the offered box, walking away without another word. He supposes they’re even now since he also let it slip to Shizune about Rin having a crush on her, but he also wants to give Rin the taste of her own medicine. A week of the silent treatment will do.
“Hey, look at the bright side, though,” Rin chimes as she tails behind him, a hint of a giggle in her voice. She either doesn’t get the hint that Kakashi is still mad at her or just doesn’t care. Knowing Rin, it’s probably the latter. “Thanks to this little incident, you finally slept with the guy you’ve been drooling over for ages!”
Kakashi halts in his steps and spins around, mouth agape as he faces Rin with burning cheeks. “I have not been drooling—”
“Sure, sure.” Rin cuts him off with a wave of her hand. “So, are you and Obito like, together now?” she asks, face spelling interest of the highest degree.
“What? No!” Kakashi sputters. “Why would we be?”
Rin frowns. “You two had sex, right?”
Kakashi flushes. “Yes, we did, but it’s not—it’s not like that,” he murmurs, hoping Rin will just drop the subject as he’s unsure how to explain the situation. He’s not prepared for this conversation. And especially not with Rin.
But the girl is still looking at him expectantly, waiting for him to continue.
Kakashi groans. “You and I both know Obito doesn’t like me,” he finally says. “Not in a friendly kind of way, and definitely not in a more-than-friend way. It was just…hormones. It didn’t mean anything.” He winces at his own words. They did talk about there being a next time, but they’ve been busy with their respective missions for the past week. Kakashi doesn’t even know how to bring it up again when he finally sees Obito. He’s definitely not going to be the one making the first move. That would be too embarrassing.
“You think Obito doesn’t like you?” Rin asks, voice oddly quiet. “Kakashi, why do you think he always insists on tagging along whenever I come over to your place?”
It’s Kakashi’s turn to frown. “Because he wants to hang out with you?”
Rin sighs as if there’s an invisible weight on her shoulders. “I shouldn’t have put too much faith in your ability to perceive human interactions just because you’re a genius when I’m literally your only friend.”
“What does that have to do with anything?” Kakashi asks, confused.
“Never mind. You and Obito can continue to suffer for all I care,” she says with a shrug. “I need a favor, though. Can you help me, Kakashi?” The sweet smile is back on her lips in an instant.
Kakashi raises an eyebrow at her sudden change of demeanor. “What favor?”
“There’s this cute outfit I want to buy, but I’m not sure if it’ll look good on me.”
Kakashi blinks. “You want my opinion?”
“No.” She scoffs lightly. “No offense, Kakashi, but you have a terrible fashion sense. I just need you to try it on for me. My clothes fit you perfectly last time, so I figured if this one looks good on you, it’ll look good on me, too. I promise it’s only going to take 10 minutes. Please, Kakashi?”
There is a glint in her eye that makes Kakashi feel uneasy, but Rin is one of the few people Kakashi can never say no to, so he lets her drag him to one of the female clothing stores in the village. What could possibly go wrong, right?
He takes the outfit — a two-piece that looks like a maid costume and a pair of thigh-high stockings with a thick lace band at the top — steps into the changing room and pulls it on, not bothering to look at his reflection in the mirror before he walks out.
“I knew it would look good on you,” Rin exclaims excitedly. “Take them off and meet me at the checkout. I’m going to pay for it,” she says before leaving.
Except when Kakashi walks into the changing room, his anbu uniform is nowhere to be found. He rushes to the checkout, but there is no sign of Rin either.
“Rin has already paid for that,” the store owner tells him with a friendly smile, as if the sight of Kakashi wearing a skirt is a completely normal occurrence, and hands him a pair of flat shoes. “She wanted you to have this, too.”
Kakashi groans. He can’t believe he actually fell for that. Again.
They’re going to have dinner at Minato’s place to celebrate Naruto’s birthday tonight. Does Rin think he’s going to show up wearing this outfit?
Kakashi scoffs. He’s still got plenty of time to go back to his apartment and change out of the godforsaken maid costume. At least it’s not one of those with excessive frills and layers of fabric.
He walks quickly, hoping that he won’t run into anyone as he walks down the street. The store owner was nice enough to lend him a red scarf to cover his shoulders and the bottom half of his face, but his silver hair is distinctive enough for anyone in the village to recognize him at one glance.
And he would’ve succeeded, if it weren’t for the familiar figure standing under a tree right in front of his apartment building.
Obito.
Kakashi feels his face heat up and walks faster, hoping that Obito won’t notice him.
But of course, Obito looks up, his lips parting in surprise and eyes going dark when their gazes meet.
Kakashi pulls his skirt down before turning away quickly and walking faster, realizing that Obito is walking just as quickly right behind him with that infuriatingly sexy smirk of his. His eyes rake up and down Kakashi as the hem of his skirt bounces as he walks, almost revealing Kakashi’s ass.
“Go away, Obito,” Kakashi feebly says, shuffling faster.
Obito smirks stubbornly. “No.”
Kakashi speeds up, practically running to his apartment, knowing that if he doesn’t get there quickly, Obito will be able to convince Kakashi to let him in. He stops short at the door, out of breath, and fumbles with the keys. Obito suddenly presses himself against Kakashi’s back, rubbing his hot erection against Kakashi’s soft ass, groaning into Kakashi’s ear as the short skirt slowly rides up, so it’s sitting on Kakashi’s hips.
“It’s Naruto’s birthday but you’re giving me a present, huh?”
Kakashi stifles a soft moan and ruts his ass back, fingers shaking as he tries to jam the key into the door lock. “W-what are you talking about?”
Obito groans and grinds against Kakashi’s ass harder, his erection sinking in between the soft cheeks, both of them painfully aware that the only thing Kakashi is wearing for a bottom is a soft pair of white panties Rin forced him to wear earlier to ‘match the outfit, duh’.
“Rin told me you had a surprise for me,” Obito says, almost growling when the panties slide in between Kakashi’s ass, revealing everything but Kakashi’s entrance.
Kakashi would curse Rin to oblivion if he wasn’t busy moaning and pushing back harder, bent against the door as his shaking hands keep on trying to jam the key in the lock, his ass high up in the air as Obito keeps grinding up against him. He finally manages to unlock the door after several failed attempts, causing them both to stumble into the empty apartment, gasping.
Obito immediately slams the door closed with his foot and shoves Kakashi up against the wall, sliding his hands up Kakashi’s bare thighs as he captures Kakashi’s lips into a kiss, sliding his tongue into his mouth and harshly biting Kakashi’s bottom lip.
Obito kisses like fire. He’s fervent, hot, and it’s melting Kakashi’s brain. Kakashi clutches him close as he tries to keep up, tasting every corner of Obito’s mouth and tongue, his knees going weak.
Obito is the first to pull away and he stares at Kakashi as he’s left panting, his hair mussed up and his lips bitten red, an obvious erection showing through the front of his skirt.
“Fucking hell, Kakashi,” Obito says with a groan, his eyes raking up and down Kakashi’s body. He swallows. “You’re going to make me have a thing for you in these skirts.”
Kakashi is still too breathless to reply, only able to helplessly lean against the wall as Obito continues raking hungry eyes over his body, before he yanks the red scarf and attacks Kakashi’s neck, biting and sucking, making Kakashi throw his head back as his hips grind against Obito’s pants.
“Obito, Obito, wait—“ His words dissolve into another moan when Obito merely rolls his hips. He licks his swollen lips and threads his hands through Obito’s hair, causing the older male to stop and stare at him, his hands resting on Kakashi’s waist. Kakashi swallows nervously. “Rin said I had a surprise for you?”
Obito nods, his lust-filled gaze trained on Kakashi’s lips.
“Yeah, I do,” Kakashi says thickly. “Come on.” His cheeks flush as he turns around and pulls Obito into his room, yelping when Obito forcefully gropes and kneads his ass as he walks, causing his legs to wobble dangerously.
Kakashi carefully sits Obito down on his bed and kneels in front of him.
Obito’s gaze is locked onto Kakashi as he drags Obito’s zipper down, Kakashi biting back a moan when Obito’s proud erection is freed, his mouth practically watering at the thought of finally getting to wrap his lips around it. He swiftly pulls Obito’s pants and briefs down to his ankles and takes the thick length in his hands. It’s bigger than Kakashi remembers, even half hard like this.
Obito groans softly, and the sound spurs Kakashi on. He closes his lips around the tip and sucks, letting the taste of precum fill his mouth. Slowly he lowers his head and takes Obito’s cock further down, holding it still with one hand at the thick base. He doesn’t get even halfway before the tip touches the back of his mouth.
Kakashi looks up at Obito, lips stretched around his cock, and Obito hisses. “Fuck, Kakashi, your mouth,” he says, voice tight, as his hand flies to Kakashi’s head. Kakashi was half-expecting him to pull his hair (which he wouldn’t have minded at all) but instead Obito only strokes it, gently running his fingers through the soft strands. “I can’t even tell you how many days I’ve thought about this. How many nights I’ve jerked off, thinking about this exact thing.”
It isn’t news to Kakashi that Obito fantasizes about him to get off, but he still feels his arousal spike at his words, the coil winding tighter in his stomach. He turns his focus on Obito’s quickly stiffening erection, tracing the veins up his shaft with the tip of his tongue before pulling back. He hollows his cheeks and sucks, enjoying the sound Obito makes above him. He holds the base with a hand while he sucks up and off his length, pulling off the tip with a wet pop, and then comes right back to lick at the underside.
By now Obito is fully hard, his cock hot in Kakashi’s loose grip, leaking precum. Kakashi laps at it greedily, savoring the familiar taste on his tongue. He runs his tongue down and back up the shaft again, from the thick base of Obito’s cock up to the tip, wetting it enough to ease the slide of his fingers. Then he takes a deep breath, bracing himself, before he relaxes his throat and sinks deeper around Obito’s cock, drawing it into the tightness of his throat
“Fuck, fuck!” Obito curses, his hand tightening in Kakashi’s hair, causing a trill of pleasure to run through him and straight to his erection.
Kakashi wants to moan but he can’t. He feels like his throat is being pushed to the limit by Obito’s massive cock, walls stretched tight around it. He’s struggling to breathe through his nose and not choke, eyes clenched shut as he tries to force his throat open. Tears drip down his face, and tender fingers brush them off.
“You look so pretty like this.” Obito’s hand slides under his jaw, caressing his cheek. “Look so pretty with your mouth full of my cock.
Kakashi whimpers around Obito’s cock, the words settling pleasantly in his stomach. He’s so aroused, cock hard inside the panties, and he can’t stop his hand from wandering there. He palms his erection through the fabric and whimpers again.
Obito spits out a curse and moans from deep in his chest, so even though Kakashi’s lips feel numb and his throat itches, he keeps pushing, keeps squeezing his hand and moving up and down with his numb mouth as he strokes himself faster.
“Fuck, Kakashi!” Obito tips his head back, a low moan falling from his lips when Kakashi pulls away and Obito cums, hard, all over Kakashi’s chest, some of it smearing on to Kakashi’s swollen, red lips. Kakashi whimpers, his own cock unbelievably hard and ready to burst.
He takes his own fingers into his mouth, tongue swirling around the digits as he sits back on the floor, spreading his legs open as he pulls his skirt up to reveal the silky panties and his erection straining against the soft fabric. His body acts before his mind can catch up, but to be fair, his mind is all sorts of occupied at the moment, a haze of pleasure settling into every part of his being.
He pants as he slides his wet fingers down and brushes aside the sticky underwear, revealing his twitching hole. He rubs his entrance teasingly, immediately bucking his hips and biting back a moan when he hesitantly slips one finger inside of himself, wincing as he pumps his finger in and out slowly. When he slides the second finger in, however, his body jolts and he cries out, his finger lightly brushing against his prostate. By the third finger, he is a moaning mess, spreading his legs wider as he fucks himself faster, trying to shove his fingers deeper and deeper into himself.
“Oh fuck,” he moans, voice scratchy from abuse as the digits struck his prostate again. He arches his back as he feels himself convulse around his own fingers, tightening and twitching. He opens his eyes and finds that Obito is silently pumping himself, eyes dark as he takes in the sight of Kakashi finger fucking himself open in front of him.
The moment their gazes meet, Obito stops pumping himself, steps out of his pants and slides on to the floor, ripping Kakashi’s fingers out of his convulsing hole. Kakashi whimpers, overwhelmed by the emptiness and the sudden need to be filled.
“Obito—”
He cries out when Obito wordlessly rams Kakashi’s own fingers back into his tight heat. Kakashi’s back arches as his fingers are shamelessly being fucked into himself. Moans trip and slip out on his panting breaths, sobbing little whines whenever he presses against his sensitive spot.
“Look at you,” Obito says lowly, his eyes drinking in the sight before him. “Swallowing your own fingers so eagerly. Such a little slut.”
Kakashi feels himself convulse and shiver, pure pleasure tearing through his body. His climax hits so hard he can’t even brace himself for it. He keens, all high pitched and shaky as he cums, hard, into the white underwear, his hole tightening around his own fingers. Obito works him through it, only pulling out when Kakashi whimpers in overstimulation. The room is filled with the two of them breathing harshly.
Kakashi spreads his legs out further, pulling his skirt up to fully reveal his lower half and the now-soaked white underwear and his still hard cock.
“Fuck, Kakashi,” Obito swears, his own erection still raging.
“Do it,” Kakashi pants harshly, his eyes lidded and his cheeks flushed as he watches Obito’s lips part. “Fuck me, Obito.”
Obito doesn’t need to be told twice. He takes Kakashi’s shoes off before hooking his arm behind Kakashi’s knees and picking him up into his arms. He lays Kakashi down on the mattress, his stocking-clad legs parting as Obito hovers over him.
“You have no idea what you do to me, do you?” Obito whispers, the awe never leaving his voice, a hand reaching to cradle Kakashi’s cheek. It takes Kakashi a second to register that Obito’s eyes are red, and he’s staring at Kakashi like he wants to imprint every second of this moment in perfect detail to his memory. “So pretty, so fucking needy, all for me. Fuck, Kakashi, you’re perfect.”
Kakashi flushes a new shade of red as he pulls Obito down for another kiss, more quietly, this time, more patiently, before Obito coaxes his tongue into Kakashi’s mouth and kisses him until he forgets to breathe, until his head spins when Obito finally pulls away. He can still taste him in his mouth even as Obito moves to leave kisses all over Kakashi’s face, his neck, anywhere he can reach. Every press of his lips is fervent but reverent at the same time.
When Obito gets low enough, he slips Kakashi’s short sleeves off his arms and circles his tongue around a perky nipple. Kakashi makes a high little noise in his throat as he unconsciously wraps his legs around Obito’s waist, bringing him closer. His cock, still covered in the silk, brushes over Obito’s stomach at one point and Kakashi gasps out a breathy moan. He reaches out and threads his fingers through Obito’s hair. He doesn’t push or pull, just lets his hands hold onto them.
Kakashi moans as Obito runs his tongue over his nipple, biting his lips to swallow a whine when Obito starts playing with the other with his fingers.
“Sensitive here?” Obito asks. He grazes Kakashi’s nipple with his teeth before moving lower to kiss the skin around it.
Kakashi doesn’t answer. Obito doesn’t wait for one anyway. He proceeds to wrap his lips around it and suck, gently at first and then gradually harder. He sucks until the skin pulls up; the nipple stretched taut. Kakashi gasps. Warmth swells in his cock, the slit spewing out a few dribbles of precum inside his underwear.
Despite his behavior from earlier, Obito is oddly patient with him now, taking things slow. While the thought is sweet, Kakashi doesn’t really need gentle treatment, not now.
His grip on Obito’s hair loosens.
“Obito, just fuck me already,” Kakashi says the best he can through the wave of pleasure tingling inside him. He can’t take it anymore, his entire body is burning with need. He sits up and reaches over to the nightstand, pressing a bottle of lube into Obito’s hand. “Please.”
Something animalistic flashes across Obito’s eyes and his grin grows bigger. His little ministrations stop and soon his hands are on both sides of Kakashi’s waist, caressing the soft skin before he manhandles Kakashi onto his front, hands on his hips to raise him up onto his hands and knees.
Kakashi doesn’t have time to protest, it happens so quickly; large hands on his hips pulling the soiled panties down his thighs until they end up crumbled around his knees, leaving him bare for Obito to devour.
Instinctively, he spreads his legs for Obito and braces himself for the intrusion. But he finds out pretty quickly it’s not Obito’s slicked up fingers that are pushing past his rim.
“Obito,” Kakashi gasps. “What—”
“Shh, Kashi,” Obito says. His fingers slide down the inside of Kakashi’s thigh, and it takes all of Kakashi’s self control to keep still. “You like this, right? Let me make you feel good. I’m gonna make you cum on my tongue before I fuck you.”
The words send a rush of blood to both Kakashi’s cheeks and cock. Obito doesn’t give him a chance to respond as he spreads Kakashi’s ass with both hands, making enough space for him to bury his face there. He circles the rim with the tip of his tongue before sliding inside, meeting no resistance with how stretched Kakashi is. Kakashi grabs at the sheets, desperately trying to ground himself, while Obito works his tongue inside him.
“You taste so good,” Obito says. He laves his tongue over Kakashi’s entrance again, pulling another moan from him. “So fucking good. I’ll never want anything else.”
Kakashi scoffs to hide his flushed cheeks. “Stop with the compliments,” he whines. “You don’t need to butter me up anymore when I’m already asking you to fuck me.”
Obito lets out a soft chuckle before he resumes eating Kakashi’s out with a laser intensity. It’s so dirty, and so hot, being eaten out like this, Kakashi doesn’t even notice when he begins to grind against the mattress and back on Obito’s face. There’s no teasing, no smug bragging. Obito eats him out like he’s on a mission, focused on nothing but making him feel good. Kakashi moans, pulling at the sheets, losing himself in the head-numbing pleasure of Obito’s eager mouth and tongue.
“Fuck,” Kakashi mewls, “Fuck, Obito, feels so good.”
Obito hums, pleased, and the vibrations travel up Kakashi’s sensitive walls deliciously and drive him closer to the edge. Then he pulls back only to slip a lubed finger in, the movement easy as he moves the digit inside Kakashi, feeling against his walls before it presses against the spot that has Kakashi jerking in a jolt of pleasure.
“Fuck, fuck, f-fuck,” Kakashi moans, not even conscious of his speech. He grinds back onto Obito’s face, chasing the feeling. He can feel another orgasm building in his stomach, every lick and every brush of the finger against his prostate getting him a little closer to his release. His toes curl, ankles flexing against the white stockings.
His fingers twist in the sheets, clenching and unclenching to ground himself, his entire body shuddering in pleasure as Obito adds another finger. Kakashi knows that he’s close to tipping over the edge. It seems like Obito knows that too, because he begins to pump his fingers in and out even faster and deeper, incessantly prodding at Kakashi’s prostate, giving it the attention that it needs, sending shockwaves of pleasure through Kakashi’s body.
“Obito,” Kakashi gasps, swallowing around his dry throat. “I-I’m going to cum.”
Obito moves to place a gentle kiss on his spine. “Go ahead, cum for me, Kakashi.” He encourages, and that’s all it takes from him to make Kakashi’s vision blur and stars burst behind his eyelids. He presses his face against the sheets to mute the scream he’s letting out as his cock spurts white on the mattress, some of it landing on the front of his skirt.
His second orgasm hits him so hard that he feels like he’s blacked out. It takes away his ability to breathe and hold himself up. His arms go weak and slip from underneath him. He falls forward onto the mattress with his chest pressed against the bedsheet, his entire body shaking with tremors.
Obito continues to stretch him out, fingers scissoring him wide open as Kakashi rides the waves of pleasure out until the trembling of his body subsides. He’s limp against the bed, breathing hard when Obito’s grip finally loosens, fingers stilling inside him to give him a moment to catch his breath.
Then Obito is leaning over, placing kisses up Kakashi’s spine and dragging up his skin before his lips curve into a smile against Kakashi’s neck. “Look so pretty when you cum,” he whispers in Kakashi’s ear. “Should I make you cum one more time before we get to the good stuff?”
Kakashi smiles. “Think you can do that?” He asks back, out of breath as he lifts his gaze to stare at Obito in the eye.
At his words, Obito pulls his fingers almost completely out, making him buckle his hips to chase after them, before Obito thrusts them back in, deep. Soon, he’s adding a third finger, stretching him real good. Obito is aiming for his sweet spot and he hits it every time with ridiculous accuracy. As he does this, Obito is kissing his neck lazily, sometimes even poking his tongue out to lick it. Kakashi knows that he’s going to wake up to a whole canvas of purple bruises on his neck.
His body is shaking from the overstimulation, but it’s so good. Obito barely gives him any time to recover from his orgasm and at the pace that he’s pulling his fingers in and out of him, Obito is determined to have him cum again, soon. He’s worked out so well, stretched and exposed. It’s almost overwhelming. Everything feels like it’s too much but not enough at the same time. He craves the feel of Obito’s cock inside him.
“O-Obito, Obito, stop,” Kakashi gasps out.
Obito hums. “Thought you wanted me to make you cum again?”
“Yeah,” Kakashi answers breathlessly. “With you inside me. I—” He flushes as he continues. “I want your cock.”
Kakashi hears Obito let out the most debauched groan. “You’re driving me crazy.” Then he’s pulling his hand back, fingers slipping out. Kakashi moans at the loss, clenching on nothing but air as the warmth is gone and leaves him open but empty.
There’s a movement behind him before he feels Obito slide the panties down and off, freeing his legs. It was starting to dig into his skin. Kakashi didn’t even realize it, but Obito somehow did. “Wouldn’t want you to be uncomfortable,” he murmurs, caressing the skin where the band of the panties had been.
Kakashi hums in response. He hears the uncapping of the bottle of lube, and a little whimper escapes his lips when he feels the cold substance coat his sensitive rim. Obito’s fingers feel nice though, giving a final stretch to his hole to prepare him for his cock, and it makes Kakashi shiver in anticipation.
“You ready?” Obito asks.
“I’ve been ready for the past fifteen minutes,” Kakashi says, the last word lost in a moan when Obito starts to push into him, splitting Kakashi around his cock like he was made for it. Obito has prepared him with care, but that doesn’t change the fact that there is just a lot to take. They go slowly, inch by inch until Obito bottoms out completely and Kakashi has no breath left to breathe. He closes his eyes and focuses on the sensation. The fullness. The friction. The familiar feeling of being stretched open by Obito’s thick cock.
“Fuck, Kashi. You’re so tight,” Obito hisses through gritted teeth.
“I—uh, just give me a moment,” Kakashi pants, still trying to adjust himself around Obito’s size.
“Sure,” Obito says, mumbling against the skin of Kakashi’s neck. His mouth slowly travels down his back, ghosting across each knob of his spine. By the time he reaches low, Kakashi is soothed enough to go.
“I’m ready,” he softly says. “You can move.”
“Okay,” Obito murmurs as he straightens.
His first thrusts are slow and deliberate, settling in and letting Kakashi adjust himself to him. And then Obito’s motions grow a little erratic, almost as if he’s holding himself from going any faster, and although Kakashi can’t see Obito’s face, his shallow breaths and low groans are more than enough to drive him insane.
“Faster,” Kakashi demands with a shaky breath, clenching around Obito’s cock, “Obito, faster, please.”
“Your wish is my command,” Obito says as he pulls out, an unmistakable smirk in his voice, and his next thrust is much quicker. He slides all the way in, then pulls away only to slam back in with more force, his hips snapping against Kakashi’s ass. Kakashi moans, but it’s cut short by a gasp and another, more desperate moan when Obito presses against his prostate.
“Obito,” he cries out, desperate, wanting. “Obito, please—”
“You like that?” Obito pants, leaning forward to whisper in his ear as he fucks Kakashi from behind. “Feels good?”
“Yes,” he lets out a choked out cry as Obito drives in particularly deep, his cock dragging wetly against the tight grip of Kakashi’s body. “Feels so good.”
Obito speeds up then, thrusting faster as his hands hold Kakashi’s hips in place. Kakashi feels the hands move onto his ass, spreading him further while stretching his rim, making him feel impossibly full. He can only imagine what Obito is seeing, watching his cock disappear into Kakashi, back arched and squirming for it.
“That’s it,” Obito croons, the movements of his hips not faltering, not even for a second. “You’re doing so well for me, Kashi. Look at you just—fucking—taking—it.” He punctuates each word with a harsh snap of his hips, and Kakashi swears he’s losing his mind at how good everything feels, drooling into the pillow and eyes half-lidded in pleasure, keeping his back arched so Obito can fuck him easier.
Kakashi’s fingers tangle in the sheets for something to hold onto, and Obito covers one hand with his own. With his other hand, he digs his fingers into Kakashi’s hip. Kakashi is a trembling, hiccupping mess by now; and all that comes out of his mouth is a string of chants that vaguely sound like Obito’s name and high-pitched moans.
Obito is strong, and he’s as ruthless in bed as he is in battle. It translates into the way he’s feverishly fucking into Kakashi’s sweet spot and slamming his hips against his ass with every thrust. The force of his movements jostles Kakashi back and forth, like he’s nothing but a doll that’s being used, tight and warm for Obito’s cock. Kakashi barely has any strength left in his legs to push back, and below him, his swollen cock swings between his thighs from how hard he’s being fucked into, splattering drops of precum everywhere, making a right mess
Obito’s movements are harsh and precise. The pressure builds, and the pleasure grows, the stream of it spreading across Kakashi’s belly steady and continuous, building and amplifying with every thrust of Obito’s cock inside him. Kakashi feels it all the way down into his fingertips, and soon enough his arms give out from under him, helpless to do anything but take it, thighs absolutely shaking from pleasure.
“Obito, please,” he cries, frantic and delirious, not even knowing what he’s asking for. His sanity is running away from him, melting into nothing from the heat of Obito’s cock driving into his core. “Please please please, Obito—”
Obito suddenly pulls out, withdrawing only long enough to roll Kakashi’s pliant body until his back is pressed against the mattress, head cushioned in the pillows, and Obito hovering above him. Kakashi is about to complain when Obito hikes his legs up and fucks into him again, hard, and he moans with the heat flashing through him.
“I wanna see your face,” Obito says, voice rough and low and incredibly hot, and Kakashi whimpers. He’s not going to last long with Obito’s erratic thrusts and the friction against his cock where it’s trapped between their bodies.
The pool of pleasure surges up again, ascending higher and higher with each thrust, and a harsh sounding sob makes its way out of Kakashi as he seeks Obito’s shoulders to pull down him for a kiss.
Obito groans into the kiss and increases the speed of his movements, sucking Kakashi’s bottom lip when Kakashi can no longer kiss properly and pants on Obito’s lips instead.
“I can’t believe I get to have you like this,” Obito rasps between his thrusts, breathless as he works to keep up the pace. “So pretty. So good around my cock, Kakashi. No one gets to see you like this, right? Only me?” There is a possessive edge to his voice that has Kakashi’s toes curling inside his stockings.
Kakashi moans in response, too fucked out to properly form words. His cock is red and wet where it lies on his abdomen, hard and about to burst. Obito’s words do nothing but work him up even more, and the pleasure running through his veins is so hot he’s convinced it’s molten lava by this point. He can feel himself getting nearer to the edge, drool starting to pool in his mouth again as his ragged breathing echoes in the room along with Obito’s groans.
Obito digs his hands on the bed on the sides of Kakashi’s shoulders and thrusts faster, nearly folding Kakashi in half as he angles his thrusts to have his cock directly pound into Kakashi’s prostate. Kakashi is so out of it from pleasure that it feels like his soul is being driven out of his mind and body, legs dangling with his toes curled up in the air as his entire body gets engulfed by the sensation.
Obito kisses him again, wet and messy and hungry, but it doesn’t last long because of their uncontrollable moans. He presses his forehead against Kakashi’s, speeding up his thrusts faster than what is humanly possible. Kakashi tries to keep his eyes open, but his vision is blurry with tears and his eyes keep threatening to roll back in his head. So, he just ends up squeezing them shut. His mouth, however, gapes open as he whimpers and cries out, drooling and sobbing over how good Obito makes him feel. Obito’s thrusts start to lose their rhythm, hips mindlessly pounding on Kakashi’s thighs.
Obito mutters something Kakashi’s mushy brain can’t comprehend, his hands back to holding Kakashi’s hips, firm and painful. Kakashi moans brokenly when he feels Obito’s cock pulse and spill inside of him, liquid heat filling him to the brim. Obito’s hand finds Kakashi’s and intertwines it. The feeling of Obito’s seed inside him is all it takes for Kakashi to fall apart and without even a single pull on his cock, he cums hard with an embarrassingly loud moan and every single one of his limbs shaking.
Colors flood his vision before everything turns into white. All he can hear is static noise, his senses focusing in just the feeling of Obito fucking his cum inside him. He distantly registers his own cock pulsing out cum after cum all over their abdomens and soiling his skirt. It’s so intense that for a second he forgets where he is, forgets everything else except this feeling of white hot pleasure.
When Kakashi comes down from his high, he meets Obito’s gaze looking down on him from where he’s lifted above him.
Kakashi feels absolutely wrecked. Probably looks it, too.
Obito leans down and kisses him again, lazily kissing the seams of Kakashi’s lips.
Kakashi pushes him weakly and Obito pulls out slowly, before gently flipping them over and pulling Kakashi to straddle him. He draws Kakashi close and catches his lips in another kiss, their tongues tangling with each other. It’s deep and passionate, with a heat that doesn’t burn. Only the sweet, gentle slide of Obito’s lips against his, his warm hand on Kakashi’s cheek, and Kakashi melts against him. Kakashi is the first to pull away, but he lets Obito’s hand stay where it is.
“Fuck, you’re beautiful.” The words spill from Obito’s lips as he stares at Kakashi in awe. Warmth floods Kakashi’s face, the flattering remark somehow affecting him more now that he isn’t being fucked out of his mind. “Does this mean I get to see you without your mask more often now?”
Kakashi scoffs and straightens to hide his burning ears. “You’re only saying that because I’m wearing a skirt.”
Obito doesn’t miss a beat. “You’d still look pretty wearing a trash bag,” he says, following suit to affectionately brush the sweaty hair from Kakashi’s forehead with a smitten grin on his face. “Or nothing at all, really. You’re like the most beautiful person I’ve ever laid my eyes on and I’ve met many beautiful people.”
“Ew, I didn’t know you were such a sap.” Kakashi snorts, but he doesn’t stop smiling.
Obito’s grin only grows wider. “Yeah, you better get used to it.”
Kakashi tilts his head. “Oh, and why should I?”
“Because this isn’t going to be a one time thing,” Obito answers boldly. “I know we’re kind of doing things backwards, but I’ve liked you for a while now. It’s actually kind of embarrassing how obvious I’ve been, I don’t know how you never noticed. Kushina and Rin especially wouldn’t stop pestering me about it, telling me to man up and just confess already.”
Kakashi frowns. “Then why didn’t you?”
“The same reason you never did, either, it seems,” Obito says with a soft laugh, causing Kakashi to flush. “I didn’t think you felt the same way. My heart wouldn’t be able to take it if you rejected me and told me you liked someone else.”
Kakashi feels a smile twitch at the edge of his mouth. “We’re so stupid.”
“Yeah, tell me about it.”
There’s barely any space between them but Obito pulls him closer anyway, pressing kisses on every bit of skin he can get his lips on until he reaches Kakashi’s mouth.
Kakashi pulls back the slightest bit and Obito moves to follow him. Kakashi huffs a laugh against his lips. “Ask me, then.”
Obito blinks at him. “What?”
“Ask me to be your boyfriend before I beat you to it.”
Obito’s eyes widen for a split second before he laughs, arms circling around Kakashi and pulling him flush against him. “Do you want to be my boyfriend, Kakashi?”
Kakashi doesn’t even take a second to think of his answer. “Yes,” he says softly and Obito raises his eyebrow.
“Yes what?”
Kakashi smiles widely as he draps his arms around Obito’s shoulders. Forehead to forehead, nose to nose, he says, “Yes, I want to be your boyfriend, Obito.”
Obito beams at him, a radiant smile stretching its way on his handsome face. A smile that’s not his usual proud smirk or his smug grin. Kakashi laughs and pushes Obito down, nuzzling into his neck.
“I can’t believe Rin is playing the wingman for us.”
“Yeah,” Obito hums, his hand stroking up the gentle curve of Kakashi’s spine. “To think she used to be head over heels for you.”
Kakashi would’ve punched his shoulder if he wasn’t feeling so tired and sleepy. “You’re one to talk,” he mumbles against the crook of Obito’s neck instead, barely stifling a yawn as he feels Obito’s chest vibrate under his palm as he laughs. Kakashi snuggles into Obito’s chest. He’s so comfortable, so content. He could stay like this forever.
Obito kisses Kakashi’s temple and then pulls away. “Come on,” he says. “We need to get cleaned up.”
Kakashi whines. “We can do that later. I’m sleepy.”
“No, Kakashi,” Obito says, and Kakashi can hear the smile in his voice with his eyes closed. “Come on. We need to get ready for Naruto’s birthday, too. We’re never going to hear the end of it from Kushina if we miss it.”
“Fine,” Kakashi groans. “But I can’t get up. You’ll need to carry me.”
Obito laughs as he gets up, and then he scoops Kakashi up in his arms. “I didn’t know you were such a baby.”
“Yeah? You better get used to it.” Kakashi replies, pressing his face to the crook of Obito’s neck as he fights a lovesick smile off of his face, which ultimately fails when Obito presses another smiling kiss to his lips.
He’s going to have to thank Rin, after all.