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OCTOBER FIRST

── .✦ synopsis ; the urge is uncontrollable. every time they think of you, you drive them wild. what better to do than think of you while they touch themselves?

pairing ; kakashi hatake/iruka umino

── .✦ content ; masturbation, slight voyeurism (kakashi), best friend! iruka

word count; 895

kakashi hatake —

god, it hurt so bad. the heavy feeling in his chest and the stinging in his pants as they fought against fabric. with your soft calls on the other side of the thin walls, heavy heaves and your wet fingers loudly caressing your sticky walls. he could just imagine your face. pretty pink lips parted and eyes squeezed shut as your body writhed in absolute ecstasy.

his gloved hands curled around a clothed erection, head falling to the flat of the wall behind him. you were the bane of his existence, kind eyes and a nicely shaped body that he always caught himself staring at.

"fuckkk—..." he groaned softly, within a suffocating few seconds his fist wrapped around his naked and leaking cock. precum strung along the sides and painted his skin. soft squelches and the bucks of his hips, his tongue dipping out against the mask he didn't bother taking off and swiping it over his drying lips. his breath quivered and his eyes peacefully screwed shut, the image of your naked body under your swim suit in steamy summers of konoha flooding his every brain wave. his face burning right red and his fingers twitched anxiously. just how far were you along in your private time? would you cum soon? he hoped so, just on the brink.

he always kept you within an arms length, not too close and not too far but how much he craved you left him wandering, animalistic as he mumbled your name. tasting your name on his taste buds and enjoying every syllable. did you ever call his, he wondered. the squelches got louder, faster.. the quickening speed of his hand. a crooked twist of his wrist and irregular panting, hips stuttering in need. they chased his hand while his heavy balls squeezed, palm running its way to the most sensitive spot on his tip and running his thumb along the slit at the top. his voice cracked just slightly, nudging the back of his head further into his wall and beginning to sink as he drowned in the feeling. he mumbled your name in whispers, repeating it in a soft melody. your voice squeaked on the other side, high pitched whines that hurt his ears with need.

"i'm cumming.." he whispered to the air like he'd mumble it into your ear at the same time as your own climax, a wild twitch of his cock and his black gloves soaked in white while it poured over. what he'd do just to do it inside you just once in his life. his chest rose and fell and sweat soaked his hairline, satisfied by just the thought of you. he held no guilt.

even as he passed you the next day and you spoke to him completely oblivious to his nasty indulging, cock threatening to harden and cheeks to redden with your hands in his, you in pure excitement of your passing day.

iruka umino —

he felt nothing but shame. his cheeks dusted pink and his nose that dug into the shirt of his you wore just last night when you stayed over. your scent drowned in it, overtaking the faint aroma of green tea and the laundry detergent he used, swarming all five of his senses with your own personal heaven you've bestowed upon him. he felt perverted as his cock twitched in joy, fingers clenching tightly around the fragrant fabric and the tips of his ears blushing. a soft moan in content with a deep sniff and a hand palming him through loose sweatpants.

he wouldn't doubt it would ruin your friendship if you knew what he did with your belongings from time to time. he was too shy to admit it. he shyly tongued at cotton, biting gently whilst thumbs teasingly drove his pants just barely down his thighs. his breath quivered with his cock twitching wildly in the warm breeze of his open windows. a singular drag of his cock at first, just to send a shiver down his spine. he was patient, seconds in between each twist of his hand. his spit leaked into the shirt, thighs shaking in sensitivity and your face numbing his brain.

quiet, muffled groans and soft squelching. his ears rung loudly, a whimper falling from his lips as he greedily pumped his cock. he didn't need speed to get off, a slow drag of his hand and pure imagination of your walls sucking him inside.

"mmfffghh..." he gurgled. "love you.. doing so good.."

he muttered sweet words to the image of you, hips bucking like he was chasing down your sweet cunt. wet and warm and swallowing his cock while you lied beneath him. it had to be as blissful as he thought it'd be.

a squeeze at the base drove him over the edge with a groan of your name, quick spurts of pearly liquid pouring from the tip of his cock. it soaked his stomach and dripped down the dip of his v line, hips stuttering in sensitivity. silence began to fill the room once more, a snap to reality with his cock still leaking. A soft pink to a dark red along his face, mumbling with slurred speech in an embarrassed whisper of an apology.

HAPPY OCTOBER FIRSTTTT EVERYONE!!

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