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[goodbyelore]

For Ganymede by Dove!

Organized by @narutoreversebang | Also on Twitter (uncropped).

[a-ghost-that-writes]

Day 5: Hiking

Ship: Madara x Kakashi, Izuna x Shizune (Honorable mentions)

AU: Modern

For @narutorarepairjune​ and @nart-rarepair-hellscape​

When you think of a romantic date, you typically think of a dinner at a fancy restaurant. Or going to the movies together, playing games at a local carnival things like that. But you know what Madara Uchiha does for his partner? Hiking. That’s right, hiking. 

Madara and Kakashi had been dating for a good two years now, but not even Kakashi could figure out what that Uchiha was going to do next. He always gets bullied by one of his close friends Obito, who happens to be related to Madara. So of course their relationship was always interesting. 

This was a hike through the seven waterfall hike in Kawazu. They were joined Izuna and his girlfriend Shizune. The group had wanted to do some sight seeing before lunch. The Uchiha brothers often joked with how their relationships were similar in their own way while Kakashi and Shizune reminisced about their youth.

When they finished they had lunch by a river with Bentos Shizune was gracious enough to make for everyone. The nice thing about this little trip was that there were no nosy passerbys to judge or make comments. A fitting activity for the rather hermit-like Uchiha that was Madara, but Kakashi wouldn’t have it any other way.

[forlornwind]

A Garden of Grace

Uchiha Madara comes back from a long mission. Rokudaime Kakashi misses his husband. 

E for Explicit. Post fourth shinobi war. Established Marriage. No full bedroom scene as I’m not confident writing it.

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The Rokudaime was a little more impatient today, Shikamaru noted as he stood beside Kakashi. There was the drumming of fingers on his thigh, hidden beneath the desk. Sometimes, the hand even grips, especially near lunch time. At other times, Kakashi turned in his seat to look out a window behind where Shikamaru stood.

Kakashi in love was a phenomenon. That urgency to protect, to know what has happened to the other, was always at an all time high.

His husband, Uchiha Madara, had been signed to a month-long mission, which has now stretched to a month and a half. The last missive arrived 3 days ago, the Uchiha assuring that he should reach the village gates' by sundown.

It was now the next afternoon, and there was still no sign of Madara. Shikamaru could swear he heard Kakashi give a low growl after the last appointment, but it shall stay a secret between them. Shikamaru was also sure that Madara, whenever the warlord shall return, would hear it. Kakashi's long drawl of an inhale was audible through the mask at the next knock on his door, yet the frustration would be released just as quickly when it was Temari who came through.

She waves cutely, "Hi hi!" and Shikamaru was like a bee to honey, quick strides around the Hokage's desk to greet her with a cheek kiss. Temari giggles brightly, holding Shikamaru's cheeks and squishing them.

Kakashi watches their sweet exchange with lazy eyes that belied his envy, leaning masked face on his palm. "Temari. Shikamaru. Hey..." He called for their attention. "You're killing me here."

Temari makes an ' oop ' face at Shikamaru as they interlock their hands together. "Someone's cranky." the bite of her words were not soft. Shikamaru shook his head, his expression a sign that he's been ' dealing with this all day. ' He extends a hand towards the older man, declaring, "Come on, Kakashi-sensei, it's lunch time. Let's take a break." and Shikamaru does feel that Kakashi needs one, if only to spare him from having to interpret a hungry and frustrated Rokudaime to others.

Kakashi puts both hands on the desk, clapping the table top and standing up. "That's it. I'm heading to the Mission Office." He had made his decision, so he walked over to usher the youths out, locking the Hokage's office with a reinforced lightning seal.

-

There had been many complicated delays in what was supposed to be a clear-cut disaster relief mission, something Madara was acutely familiar with due to his upbringing and hands-on experience with providing military aid. What the village did not factor in was the current Daimyo insisting on attaching a Capital patrol to Madara. He wasn't unfamiliar with this, though, hailing from a Noble clan in the distant past. However, Madara knew the Capital army always had their own standing orders and administration directives, and unfortunately - they were hot on the tail of a wanted group that just so happened to pillage the poor town. It wasn't a simple act of kindness for the Daimyo to impose on Konohagakure, he just didn't expect the amount of paperwork involved nowadays. Gone were the days of simple golden scrolls, replaced by papers and hours of witness interrogation.

A mission for disaster relief became a chase and arrest. Had Madara not declined an escort to the Capital city to ' be rewarded ' by the Daimyo for his assistance, it might have taken him an additional month. But despite being side tracked, he still managed to oversee the reconstruction efforts. He was particularly proud of quarrying new irrigation to water the lands, seeing the relief on the freefolk's faces. It filled him with a sense of accomplishment, knowing that he impacted their lives in a real way, with his own two hands. That he was capable of it.

When Madara finally returned to the village, it was early in the evening, and his soul was absolutely drained. Not only did he miss the deadline he himself set, he knew that Kakashi must be affected. Madara hated to disappoint anyone, especially his husband who was also the Hokage of the village and who signed off on all his missions. What would the council think? Would they question the Rokudaime's judgement? Thinking back, Madara couldn't put a finger on why he even promised a timeframe in his last missive, when he honestly could have just left it out. He just missed Kakashi a lot, and 1.5 months away was taking a toll on his aching heart that he couldn't help himself but get too personal in his update.

Madara dreads to think that Kakashi might be upset with him. He knew it was an irrational thought, though, but his frightful mind keeps wanting to cross that mental boundary into oblivion.

The waft of florals in the farmland hit his nose first, a signal that the bushes of flowers were growing well. They spread out like a wide rainbow across what once was empty and sad. It was a comforting sight for him, and the thought that Kakashi took care of his -no, their- flowers well made him very sentimental. The flowers weren't here for anything other than being pretty and aesthetic. Sometimes tea, baths, and bath soaps, too. But, no, Madara and Kakashi had no need for massive flower fields, it was purely Madara's pastime which Kakashi was happy to let him indulge, beautifying the compound.

Kakashi's hounds were wailing and howling as they smelled Madara's scent, coming in quickly to crowd around him, disallowing him from entering the door of the house. Madara's perception was bombarded by love, eagerness, and many barks of "Madara! Madara! Madara! Back, back, you're back! Madara! Where is Kakashi? Madara!" and a hearty laugh easily rolled out of his throat.

"E-Everyone!" Madara tried to address the ninken with a hand spread out above them, as if he could calm them down. He only succeeded in giving the furkids a goal to jump and headbutt his hand for pats. "I am very pleased that everyone is alive-" Madara bent lower to ruffle between some ears. "And well- Ah!" Bisuke leaps to lick his tongue against Madara's cheek, a ' kiss ' if you will. It draws a giddy smile from the Uchiha, who has never gotten used to anyone, or any group, this excited to see him returned.

Madara has to step carefully between clapping paws and wagging tails, weaving elegantly in order to reach the door and unlock the lightning seal there. "Alright, please settle in." He joyfully declared. "Please do not join me in the showers." He mentioned for good measure, garnering a chorus of dejected whines as they settled to roam around the living room and balcony. They nested with each other comfortably, in the thought that both their dads were finally in the village together.

In Madara's mind, he planned to take a long shower to wash off the salt and grime, then do the laundry while drying off his hair. After he'd taken care of these things around the house, he could go to meet Kakashi.

Everything changed when Bull loyally met Madara after his shower, at the entrance to the living room. Bull said with his usual low and gruff voice, "Madara, we haven't had treats from you in a long time." Needless to say, the mention of ' treats ' perks all ears, and excited barks converge around Madara.

How could Madara deny them?

Thus he spent a good two hours just putting laundry in the washer and rummaging about the kitchen to make some raw gourmet food for the eight ninken. Kakashi always kept a good supply in the fridge. This was a process that Madara was particularly fond of, as though he were with his falcons again. ( and yes, he will always, always spoil Kakashi's dogs. )

So, no, Madara did not manage to walk out the door, as he now found himself lying on the floor of the living room, being piled and surrounded by very satisfied dogs sharing the natural warmth that he radiated. Madara has a bright smile on his face, trying to pat every one of them equally in turn, and he was sure some of the ninken were dozing off from full bellies. At least, Bisuke had all fours in the air and was playing with Madara's dancing hands. 

Madara could not move much even as he sensed Kakashi's chakra flashing across the expanse of land and air. His husband was so fast that it took only a moment's notice for the seal on the house door to be unlocked and locked again. There was the smell of smoke that hit Madara first, like vapour being cleaved in two, molecules reduced to atoms by a strike of lightning. Anyone who was asleep quickly woke up to Kakashi's return.

Hatake Kakashi held a sombre appearance when he entered the house, yet the furrow of his brows softened when he was met with the sight of his dogs commandeering his husband. All hypotheses as to why Madara did not seek him out were immediately supplanted.

However, Kakashi could wait no longer. He kicks off his boots to the side before walking in further. His gloves are tossed onto the dining table, and the Rokudaime cloak was left to dangle on the back of a couch. "Move." clear order for his ninken to make way for him, and they do. They have had enough of Madara's time, he thought.

"Hey you.." Madara tries to sit up, but his husband does not allow it. Kakashi moved to straddle Madara.

Kakashi was careful to have his mood and chakra to be as calm as possible, even if all his skin prickled with anticipation and love for this Uchiha. He knows that keeping his composure was important, in consideration that Madara is the strongest sensor in this generation sans Naruto's Kyuubi Chakra Mode. He didn't wish for his husband to be alarmed or think thoughts. Madara was too perceptive of darkening emotions as it is.

Mask peeled down, Kakashi sat atop Madara, arms on the side of Madara's ears. He bent his nose low into Madara's neck and hair, indulging in his husband's scent. The usual cinnamon spice made Kakashi salivate more, letting out a soft and satisfied hum. Madara tilted his neck to give more space to Kakashi, and a giggle escaped him. "Kakashi..." he says the name without any question attached, arms coming up to hold Kakashi's back softly. Oh, how he has missed this warmth, and Kakashi's wordless plastering on him let him know that the sentiment was enthusiastically returned. Madara knows his husband, knows that Kakashi needs him as much as he needs the other.

Kakashi tried to hug Madara fully while his whole weight was on the Uchiha. However, the floor proved to be too stiff and he couldn't snake his hands comfortably around Madara, so he unwillingly took his face away from Madara's neck. He sat up on Madara, but did not move aside. His hands dove into inky tresses soft and damp, seizing a handful to bring up to his nose, getting a lungful of Madara.

However, Madara far preferred it when Kakashi's face was right next to his, Uchiha fire blazing and wanting to spread, to be shared, to have more contact. Porcelain hand cups Kakashi's, while another reaches up, "Kakashi..." Madara inquired, and the response was his husband right away releasing his hair, ducking down quickly. They understood each other so intimately. Madara's hand cups the back of Kakashi's head, kneading scalp softly as they share a warm, sensual kiss.

Wet sounds, pleased sounds, fill the house they shared ere Kakashi pulled away first. A soft line of saliva between their reddened lips, his question comes out as softly as he could manage it, "Why did you not come find me at the office when you returned?" The question has been burning in him for a few hours. He had tried to let it simmer down. Still, it must be asked. The next statement was just a little desperate, but hopefully not too harsh. "You know you have full access to my office, right? I even have a couch in there for you to nap on." A little humour to soften the confrontation that he was for sure doing with his husband. Kakashi has to remember to pull his lips into a smile when he's teasing, otherwise he looks too serious. It was too much of a habit to pretend with his eyes when it was pointless to make an expression with a mask on.

Madara thought the mention of the davenport ridiculous. He has never used it for Kakashi's intended purpose. It was inappropriate for him, a war criminal, to sleep in the Hokage's office. Not like he could, anyway, weren't the office always busy? Before Madara replied, he ran through his initial plans in his mind. His voice was low between them. "Well, I had not showered for three days, so I wished to be ... nice and changed. Then, I did some laundry-"

"And you made food for the ninken, too. I can smell it. Got sidetracked?" Kakashi felt a little sorry that he couldn't allow Madara to finish the explanation. He was too needy and impatient, and he misses his husband so much.

Madara's eyes thinned into a catlike smile and chuckles, "Very sidetracked..."

"Mmm... It's my turn to have your attention." Kakashi closed the small space between them again, using his teeth to nip at Madara's neck, drawing a delightful gasp from Madara. "I love you so much, Madara. I've missed you. So much. I-" Kakashi lifts his head to give Madara one more noisy kiss before he pulls the Uchiha up into the master bedroom. 

"I love you, too." Madara replies as he is pulled up. He follows with a knowing smile. 

Kakashi locks the bedroom door to prevent any of his ninken disrupting them. He pulls and directs Madara to sit on the bed, standing close. Kakashi begins to undress, starting from his vest, then his body tights. "You won't mind that I haven't showered, right?" It's a tease, and a dirty one at that. The blush across Uchiha features fills Kakashi with immense hunger, and his cock bulges with neediness as he pulls his clothes apart and tosses them on the floor.

Madara sat comfortably on the edge of the bed and watched Kakashi strip. In that short time, Madara didn't know what to do with his hands but kept them by his side, kneading into the mattress as he sat up so straight, eager to pleasure his husband. Kakashi gazed down at Madara, his heart clenched at the sight of Madara being so ... open and trusting towards him. It never escapes him how long it took for the both of them to get to this point. He angled his thighs closer to Madara's face, one hand carding through Madara's hair that now was soft and flowing.

Finally, Kakashi freed his cock with a soft sigh. He still had his pants on, but he cannot take it any longer. His hand rubs at Madara's temple, another guiding his cock into an open, waiting mouth. Madara's arms immediately circle around Kakashi's ass, pushing his husband into his own face and helping Kakashi remove his trousers too.

Kakashi throws his head back and moans loudly. "Madara, fuck ... fuck ... no gag reflex, huh?" Kakashi enjoyed being perverse, especially when Madara could not respond with anything but gasping vibrations around his cock. Indeed, when they first explored each other, Madara wasn't able to deep throat him like this. But, they've had a lot of practice.

Kakashi thrusts into Madara's mouth at first slowly, languid, enjoying the fact that he has his husband together with him again.

Slowly, he peeled Madara's robes off as well, running his hands down the Uchiha's back, as far as he could reach. Madara twitches and shivers at the cold hit of air on his nakedness, but he soon warms himself up. He pulled Kakashi's cock out of his mouth for a little while, pumping it with his hand as he looked up to Kakashi. "Kiss." He requests with a giggle.

Kakashi nods, removing Madara's hand from his cock to close the space between them, pushing Madara down to lay on the bed fully and kissing him hotly. Madara shifts further into the mattress, and Kakashi follows suit, never untangling their lips. Their cocks rub together needily, throaty moans escaping from both men.

Kakashi pulls away and clutches Madara's chest with one hand, pressing their cock together as pleasure reverberates through his spine. He looks down into the Uchiha's onyx gaze with hungry, ferocious eyes. "I am going to mess you up, Madara. That'd be a reason to join me in the tub later." A second shower -bath- this time.

Madara closes his eyes and moans, thighs opening further to slot their cocks against each other. Clutching Kakashi's hand on his chest, Madara found it hard to speak coherently. Kakashi smirks and started to move his lower body, panting heavier on top of Madara.

"I ... Yes.. Yes.." Madara manages to sound out between breaths. He chants his husband's name on his lips. "Kakashi - haaah.. ahh... Kakashi, I love you. Need you... just destroy me already..."

Kakashi shifts so he could hike Madara's ass onto his thighs. Both their cocks were leaking precum rather profusely, and it's obscene when he mixes their fluids together onto his fingers and begins opening Madara up. Cum was not the best lube, so he coats his fingers with his own saliva too, lapping up the precum greedily.

Madara writhes and gasps as Kakashi takes his sweet time, making sure Madara was adequately prepared and open.

Even though, yes, Kakashi heard and understood what Madara wanted. Madara liked pain a little too much. It wasn't something Kakashi wanted for Madara. He could be rough and impatient with his instincts, but pain ... pain was not something he could ever fulfil for Madara.

So Kakashi opens up Madara slowly, and he leaned down to whisper into Madara's ear. "No. I have no wish to destroy you." A simple sentence with so much hidden meaning behind it.

From the present to the past. From Hokage to war criminal. From a shinobi to his husband.

"I want to make love to you, and love you, Madara." Kakashi seals his promise with a long press of his lips into Madara's cheek, feeling a streak of salt start to flow from Uchiha eyes.

It was not the first time Madara wept during these sessions. Kakashi wished that was not the case, but the universe still has a tight, dark grip in their ribcage.

END

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[sojalecithin]

Kakashi and Madara finally find some time for themselves and go on a vacation. Kakashi didn't expect Madara not to be able to hold his alcohol at all.

For @narutorarepairweek , Day 3 , Prompt: Vacation Getaway

Used Reference by SeraphicMayin on DeviantArt

[mallml]

Pocketful of Starlight pt 3

part 2 … Index

“Don’t worry, sensei!

“The star was only a little bit surprised, you know. So anyway, the moon yelled 

“The star was a busy guy. He had lots of places to go. So he just laughed and said

“But luckily the moon remembered to do manners.

“So the star stayed. The moon still wasn’t as bright as the sun, but it was okay.

“So my star is right where he belongs. See?

“Yes, I see. You tell your parents that story when they come pick you up, okay?”

“Bye sensei! See you tomorrow!”

(written for the Moon prompt at the Kakashi Lounge server)

[artflails]

A casual day out shopping together

[suitedsalamander]

"Where did you get this?" A  calloused hand traces the bone of his cheek. Fingers trail along the harsh scar before the socket of his eye. The Sharingan churns cataloging every micro-expression the low wanting timber of Madaras voice to the promise of danger curving his lips.

[raendown]

Rae, may I request MadaraKakashi with age swap or generation swap (Kakashi being the older of the two). Thank you. if I post this twice, I'm sorry, for some reason the first one got ... missing or something

AO3

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“Are you actually gonna do it today?” Izuna asked him in abored tone. “Or should we just go home now so you can wank off in your bedroomto your little fantasies again?”

“Shut up, Aniki!”Madara stuck his tongue out at his older brother. If he didn’t need the idiotto drive him home later he would have shoved him off the bench they weresitting on but unfortunately his own car was still in the shop.

“Well that wasn’t an answer to my question at all.”

Just to prove him wrong Madara launched himself off thebench instead and stormed across the patio to where the one he’d been staringat was sitting with a bunch of friends. Kakashi and his group gathered here withoutfail every day, enjoying a few beers at the end of their shift at the factoryjust up the street. The patio tables at this pub also happened to be whereMadara liked to sit at the end of a long day serving beer and nachos todrunkards who mistook his long hair to mean he was a woman and tried to honkhis nonexistent breasts. His brother had only started joining him a couple ofweeks ago after finally getting tired of listening to him waxing poetic about Kakashi,curiosity driving him to come take a look and then amusement bringing him backjust to watch his little sibling suffer.

If not for the frequent shift changes up at the factorythere would be absolutely no excuse for Madara to know Kakashi’s name but he’d beenon shift to serve them enough times not to feel like a crazy stalker as hewalked up and attempted to catch the man’s eye. He noticed one of the groupleaning over to whisper in another’s ear and his face nearly caught on fire as alight breeze drifted towards words to him.

“Look, it’s the kid that’s always panting over Bakashi.”

“Be nice, Obito,” the woman hissed.

Madara wanted to die but he kept his head up. He’d walkedall the way over here and they could all see he wasn’t wearing his work apron;might as well embarrass himself as thoroughly as possible.

“I was wondering if I might have a word?” he asked. Kakashi’sfriends all sniggered and blew wolf whistles but he waved them off. Togetherthey moved several tables over where neither of their companions could hearwhat they were saying.

“What’s up? Madara was it?”

“I- yes.” The fact that Kakashi not only knew his name butthought it was important enough to remember nearly made him squeal. “You, er,probably noticed that I’ve been waiting for a chance to talk to you for a whilenow.”

Neither of them mentioned the fact that he literally had achance every day while they were both here at the same establishment.

“You have my full attention,” Kakashi murmured, grinning athim. If Madara were in the habit of wearing panties they would have droppedstraight through the floor just for that expression alone. He’d always beenattracted to older men and Kakashi was a prime example of why.

“Would you maybe wanna go out sometime? For a- no, not for abeer, that’s stupid. For like coffee or something. Or whatever you want. Amovie maybe? Uh, okay hold on, just let me start over!”

Still smiling, Kakashi ducked in to shut him up with a kissthat sent both his friends and Izuna absolutely wild. “Maa, you’re very cutewhen you’re flustered.”

If his head didn’t explode first Madara was fairly sure he’djust earned himself that first date. A second as well if he could keep the man’sattention beyond looking cute when he was flustered. He couldn’t wait to rubthis in Izuna’s face. Score one for Madara with a resounding success.