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Iruka’s breaths came in short, heated pants as he worked his fingers deeper, the slick stretch of his hole now ready after minutes of deliberate teasing. His body thrummed with anticipation, every nerve alight as he glanced back at Kakashi, whose eyes was fixed on him with an intensity that could’ve burned through steel. The Copy Ninja’s restraint was visibly crumbling..his chest heaved, his fists clenched in the sheets, and his cock leaking..head glistening with pre-cum. Iruka teasing Kakashi..pushing him to the edge, the sight of his flushed, sweat-slicked body bending over, ass on display,.
Satisfied that he was ready, Iruka withdrew his fingers with a soft, wet sound, his hole twitching as he adjusted his position. He reached back, grabbing the vial of lube and pouring a generous amount into his hand before turning to face Kakashi’s hips. Kakashi’s breath hitched, his eye locked on Iruka’s movements as the sensei’s slick hand wrapped around his throbbing cock, coating it with lube in slow, deliberate strokes. Kakashi groaned low in his throat, hips twitching upward into Iruka’s grip. “Fuck, Iruka,” he rasped, voice raw with need, “Just fuckin ride me already.”
Iruka smirked, biting his lip as he positioned himself over Kakashi, straddling his hips in the reverse position, his ass hovering just above Kakashi’s rock hard erection. The candlelight cast shadows over Iruka’s tan skin, highlighting the curve of his spine and the way his muscles flexed as he aligned Kakashi’s cock with his slick, prepped hole. The tip brushed against his entrance, and Iruka’s breath caught, his body trembling with anticipation. He looked back at Kakashi, eyes dark with lust, and gave a teasing roll of his hips, letting the head of Kakashi’s cock nudge against his sensitive rim. Kakashi hissed, throwing his head back at the feeling.
“You ready?” Iruka murmured, his voice husky, a wicked glint in his eyes as he moves his ass side to side, savoring the way Kakashi’s gaze devoured him. Without waiting for an answer, he began to lower himself, slow and deliberate, the thick head of Kakashi’s cock pressing against his tight hole. The stretch was intense, even with the prep..Kakashi was thick, and Iruka’s moan was low and guttural as the tip breached him, his body yielding to the intrusion.
“Augh Fuuuuuck,” Kakashi growled, his hands flying to Iruka’s hips, fingers digging into the firm flesh as he fought to stay still, letting Iruka control the pace. “You’re so fucking tight, Iruka.” His voice was strained, the effort of holding back evident in the way his muscles tensed, his cock pulsing as Iruka sank lower, inch by agonizing inch.
Iruka’s head tipped back, a soft whimper escaping as he took more of Kakashi’s length, the slick lube easing the way but doing nothing to dull the overwhelming sensation of being filled. His thighs trembled, his own cock twitching against his stomach as he adjusted to the stretch, the burn blending with pleasure that made his toes curl. “Kakashi… fuck...so... ngh!..big,” he gasped, his voice breaking as he paused, halfway down, letting his body acclimate. His ass clenched around Kakashi’s cock, drawing a hissed curse from the ninja beneath him.
Kakashi’s grip tightened, his thumbs rubbing circles into Iruka’s hips, a mix of encouragement and desperation. “You’re doing so good Iruka...keep going” he murmured, his voice low and rough, dripping with admiration. “Taking my cock like that… fuck, its hot.” His hips twitched upward, just slightly, unable to resist the urge to push deeper, and Iruka moaned loudly, his body shuddering at the movement.
With a shaky breath, Iruka continued to lower himself, his slick hole swallowing Kakashi’s cock until he was fully seated, his ass flush against Kakashi’s hips. The fullness was overwhelming, a delicious ache that had Iruka’s cock leaking pre-cum onto his stomach, his balls tight and aching. He rocked his hips, the motion dragging Kakashi’s cock against that sensitive spot inside him, and a sharp cry tore from his throat, his fingers digging into Kakashi’s thighs for support.
“Fuck, Iruka,” Kakashi groaned, his voice nearly unrecognizable with need, his hands guiding Iruka’s hips as he began to move, slow and deliberate, riding Kakashi’s cock with a rhythm that had them both trembling. The slick, obscene sounds of their bodies moving together filled the room, mingling with Iruka’s breathless moans and Kakashi’s low, guttural curses.
Iruka’s smirk, as he looked back at Kakashi, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. “Mmmm You like this, don't you?” he teased, his voice thick with arousal as he rolled his hips, grinding down hard, making Kakashi’s cock hit that perfect spot again. “the feeling of me riding your thick cock..the feeling of my asshole...squeezing you with each movement.”
Kakashi’s laugh was rough, almost a growl, as his hands roamed up Iruka’s back, fingers tracing the sweat-slicked skin. “I’ve been dreaming about this,” he admitted, his voice raw as he thrust up gently, meeting Iruka’s movements, the slow, deep rhythm driving them both closer to the edge.
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