Misunderstandings- Kakashi x Iruka
A/N: 1.8k, 18+ MDNI
Kakashi stood there in his and Iruka’s bedroom. The incriminating piece of clothing slightly crumpled in his shaking fist. He was looking for a mask when he stumbled on it- a pair of pink lacy women’s underwear. Some part of him was relieved. Kakashi had always known that Iruka deserved someone better than him. Distantly, he heard the front door opening and closing.
“Kakashi, I’m home.” Kakashi couldn’t reply around the lump in his throat. “Kakashi?” The bedroom door swung open and revealed a slightly dishevelled Iruka.
Iruka sighed, “There you are, I was wondering where you were…Kakashi?”
Kakashi was paralysed, he didn’t turn towards his approaching boyfriend. Iruka started to worry. His first thought was that his boyfriend was experiencing a flashback. Although, Iruka struggled with his own anxiety and issues; his experience was very different from Kakashi’s complex PTSD and depression. Iruka held out his hand and slowly approached his frozen partner, not wanting to startle him. Then Iruka saw what was crumbled in Kakashi’s hands and Iruka felt the blood drain from his face.
“Where…where did you find those? He whispered, starting to feel sick. Kakashi still didn’t turn to look at him.
“In the closet…I was…getting a mask,” Kakashi mumbled numbly.
“Kakashi…”
“No. I understand,” Kakashi replied. Iruka started fiddling with the edge of his jacket nervously.
“I didn’t want you to find out, especially this way.”
Even without his mask, Kakashi's face was blank and unreadable. Iruka guiltily looked at Kakashi's trembling fist.
“I am so, so sorry Kakashi, I never wanted you to find out.” Iruka's eyes started watering. “I'm sorry, I feel so ashamed.” Despite Iruka’s best efforts, tears started falling down his face. Kakashi heard Iruka’s muffled sob but didn’t move to look at him.
“How long…” Kakashi breathed.
”I…” Iruka started, “About a year on and off. But I only started doing it regularly about a month ago.”
A year. Kakashi didn’t visibly react yet he felt an icy stake pierce his heart at the words. All this time, he thought Iruka truly loved him.
“Are you, angry?” Iruka sniffed.
He was angry, mainly at himself for believing someone could love him- a cold-hearted killer. The Friend Killer Kakashi. He started to feel detached from his body as his mind started spiralling into despair.
“Kakashi? Kakashi! Please talk to me!” Iruka pleaded.
“I…I just want to know why,” Kakashi whispered.
”It...” Iruka started, “It makes me feel more confident. When I wear them; I feel invincible.”
Kakashi's head snapped towards Iruka.
“What?”
“I just like them, ok!” Iruka hiccupped, “If it makes you uncomfortable then leave!” Looking up at the taller man, his face started crumpling inwards like a disintegrating piece of wet paper. “But please, don’t tell anyone! I couldn’t bear it if my kids thought I was a freak!”
“Iruka...” Kakashi whispered, finally starting to understand. Iruka covered his face and folded into him onto the floor, his shoulders shaking with sobs. Kakashi crouched down.
“Iruka baby, no you have it all wrong,” Kakashi cooed, he wrapped his arms around his lover and tucked his head into his shoulder. “I thought you were cheating on me, when I saw they were women’s underwear, I assumed…I’m so sorry baby.” Kakashi started rocking Iruka gently, trying to soothe his distressed boyfriend. “Iruka, there is nothing wrong with you.” Iruka untangled himself from Kakashi's firm embrace to look up at him.
“I would never cheat on you Kakashi.”
Teardrops shine on Iruka's lashes like morning dew, he looked beautiful despite his blotchy face.
Kakashi sometimes enjoyed making Iruka cry during intense sex, but he never wanted to hurt Iruka or make him ashamed of who he is.
“I know sweetheart.”
The only time Kakashi was usually so liberal with pet names was during gentle lovemaking sessions. Right now, however, all he wanted to was to wrap Iruka up in a blanket and shelter him from the world. Kakashi gently cradled Iruka's face in his hands and whispered placating sweet nothings.
“It’s ok,” Iruka sniffed after his breathing settled.
“Come on,” Kakashi stood up and extended his hand. “Let’s get you cleaned up. I’ll make you some food and a cup of tea. Then we can talk some more if you want?”
“Ok.” Iruka allowed himself to be pulled up.
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Iruka was wrapped up in a fluffy blanket and cradled in Kakashi's side. Kakashi had his arm around the cocooned man on their sofa, warm after finishing their snacks.
At least he’s been fed and watered Kakashi thought dryly. He glanced down at Iruka nervously. Despite Iruka relaxing and splashing his face with water- his eyes were still bloodshot. Kakashi felt a shard of guilt knowing he caused his boyfriend’s distress. He shook his head, there’s no use dwelling on what has been done.
Letting go of small things was something he was slowly working on in therapy. Iruka had convinced him to start going before they got together. That’s how he knew he loved Iruka; he was willing to learn how to love himself. He exhaled, trying to ground himself in the present. Iruka's hair was down and Kakashi stroked it rhythmically. The strands were silky between his fingertips and the late afternoon light illuminated gorgeous copper highlights hidden in his brown mane. There were a few metallic grey tones hidden in the brown, but Kakashi thought it added to Iruka’s beauty. As if anything could ever subtract from it.
“So…do you want to talk about it?” Iruka pulled nervously at a loose thread on his shirt.
“Only if you want to,” Kakashi replied calmly. He didn’t want to force Iruka to open up a part of himself he wasn’t ready to share. However, as he was learning in therapy, communication was important in any relationship.
“There’s nothing wrong with me,” Iruka stated.
“I know. I’m sorry I ever made you feel that way.” He took Iruka's hand with his free one and continued petting his hair lightly.
“S’okay,” Iruka replied, nuzzling into Kakashi’s neck.
Kakashi was relieved they had cleared everything up but he still didn’t like the leftover lingering heaviness.
Smirking to himself a bit, he started rubbing his thumb in little circles over his partner's hand.
“You know, I think pink would really suit you.”
Iruka smiled softly as Kakashi leaned in and ghosted his lips over Iruka's jawline.
“It would match the blush on your cheeks.”
A blush bloomed over Iruka's face. Kakashi trailed his lips down his neck.
“You should show me some time pretty boy.” He peppered little kisses along Iruka's throat. Iruka moaned softly in response.
“You like that baby? Wanna dress up all nice for me?”
“I’m wearing…” Iruka babbled.
“Hmm?” Kakashi questioned, sticking out his tongue and gently sucking on Iruka's warm skin.
“I’m wearing some now.” Iruka flushed.
“Oh really?” Kakashi growled and with catlike grace, slid onto his knees.
He gently rested his hands on Iruka's thighs.
“May I?”
Iruka nodded enthusiastically. Smiling, Kakashi unbuttoned Iruka's trousers and slid them off his tanned legs.
There, trapped in sheer pink, was Iruka’s half-hard cock. Humming in satisfaction Kakashi slowly leaned forward and started lapping at his boyfriend's trapped dick. Iruka started breathing harder as he watched his love give kitten licks to his rapidly hardening member. Kakashi started salivating at the idea of sucking his boyfriend’s cock and started thoroughly wetting Iruka's sheer panties.
Kakashi paused, “Would you like me to use...feminine language?”
“Like what?”
“Like “pussy”, “wet”, “clit”…that kind of stuff.”
“” Clit”- no. But I don’t mind other female terms and titles. I’m not sure about “tits” and female anatomy though.”
“We’ll figure it out as we go along,” Kakashi reassured.
“Ok, but no degrading stuff right now, please.”
“Got it,” Kakashi winked wolfishly. With that Kakashi lowered himself back down and started giving hot open mouth kisses.
“Look how wet you are for me, princess.” Kakashi started nipping love bites into the flesh of Iruka’s thigh near the frilly edge of his panties.
“Kakashi,” Iruka whined, his face going red.
“Don’t worry. I’m not done with you pretty boy or these.” Kakashi teethed at the spit-soaked sheer. Kakashi pulled the lace panties to the side and Iruka's gorgeous cock flopped out. Kakashi's hard on strained in his pants but he ignored it in favour of the writhing man in front of him. Kakashi gave a few butterfly kisses to Iruka’s leaking tip before giving a long lick from base to tip. Iruka shuddered from the sensation. Kakashi was feeling incredibly impatient so he opened his mouth wide and stuffed as much of Iruka's cock into his dribbling maul as he could. He started bobbling his head up and down Iruka’s shaft. Spit dribbling down onto Iruka's sensitive balls and Kakashi started jerking the length that wasn’t in his mouth.
Little moans started escaping out of Iruka, he was a very vocal lover but he was very self-conscious. It was always Kakashi's job to fuck his self-consciousness out of him and let all the delicious moans fall out. Iruka started panting, signalling he was getting close to the edge. Kakashi breathed in deep through his nose, hallowing out his cheeks, and sank down Iruka’s entire length.
“God, fuck Kakashi!” Iruka shouted, his hand tightening in Kakashi's hair.
Kakashi started swallowing so his throat massaged Iruka’s throbbing cock. Despite trying to breathe steadily through his nose, his eyes started watering as Iruka’s pubes tickled his nose. Kakashi started gently fondling and pulling with Iruka’s balls.
“Ahh! Kakashi...close,” Iruka panted, rocking his hips. Kakashi hummed encouragingly. Iruka’s thighs tensed and he curled around Kakashi as if the man below him was hallowing him out.
Sweet milky cum shot out of Iruka as his stomach convulsed. The flush spread down to his chest as he threw his head back and whined loudly, his eyes screwed shut. Iruka choked out a broken moan as black spots started forming in his vision. Kakashi swallowed around Iruka’s dick and swallowed Iruka's syrupy cum, trying to stop any from escaping. Some dribbled down Iruka's length and Kakashi, looking up at Iruka, stuck his tongue out to lick it up while eye-fucking Iruka. Iruka whined as his spent cock was overstimulated, biting his fist to stop the whimpers from escaping.
“Kakashi. Enough,” Iruka pleaded.
Kakashi let Iruka’s softening cock side out of his mouth with a final slurp. He licked his lips and moved the panties so they covered Iruka. Iruka hissed as the fabric grazed over his oversensitive cock. Kakashi bent down and kissed his clothed cock reverently.
“I love you,” he said. His voice was slightly gravely from giving head.
“You can’t say that after giving me a blowjob!” Iruka giggled.
“Well, it’s true,” Kakashi pouted, “And I really am sorry.”
“I know,” Iruka replied softly, I forgive you.”
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