I haven’t quite finished this bit, but I’ll post the link when it’s done
Immediately Kakashi was assaulted by the scent of this alpha. It was heady and powerful, like it was bearing down on him, exuding its authority, but somehow familiar. If Kakashi wasn't already needy from the drugs coursing through his system, this would do it for him, as signified from the glob of slick he could feel oozing out of him.
The alpha took a deep breath. "You are far too irresistible, little omega," he commented in a dark, gravelly voice. It was deeper than before, making it obvious that he was just as aroused as Kakashi was.
He swallowed thickly, even the alpha's voice was erotic and made his body go into a frenzy, making him release a whimper without meaning to. He had to get out of here. He had to find somewhere safe from him and the people that were after him.
"What's wrong, Friend-Killer? Having second thoughts?" The alpha taunted, waiting for the inevitable reaction.
Kakashi tried to conceal his expressions the best he could; keep up the guise of Sukea for just a bit longer. "I-I don't know what you mean," he replied shakily. It was a poor attempt at a bluff and they both knew it.
"Is that right? I could have *sworn* you were," the alpha mused caressing down the side of Kakashi's face with a gloved hand. "I never forget a face."
Kakashi's skin tingles and yearns for the touch, regardless of the skin being leather-clad and concealed. He lets his eyelids drift as he sinks into the touch.
"You're so pitiful like this, Kakashi, that it almost makes me feel bad," the alpha sneers and without warning, yanks off Kakashi's wig with his free hand.
Kakashi gapes at the masked alpha in surprise and fighting away the need to submit to the alpha, he sneaks a hand into a pocket of his coat, sliding out a concealed senbon to stab the alpha and make his getaway. His mind wasn't processing things as it should; he should have done this earlier or run away, but at the promise of a strong alpha bringing relief to his overheating body, he fell into the pit that was his baser instincts, wanting only sex.
"You see, Kakashi, I'm also not who you think I am," the alpha whispered and Kakashi couldn't help but to look into the mask's single eyehole. It was black like the void for merely a moment before it was lit up in bright red; a Sharingan.
It should have been impossible. There were only two other Sharingan users left in the world and this man was definitely not Itachi Uchiha nor Sasuke Uchiha. That was unless…
Kakashi released his hold on the senbon needle and relaxed as much as he could with his heart in his throat, choking him, squeezing the life out of him. He wanted to hazard a guess, but the words would not escape him. It was him, but it couldn't be. Could it?
"I've been watching you, Kakashi. I saw the way you pierced her heart that night and your pathetic groveling over her grave and mine," the alpha whispered, his voice a low growl only inches away from Kakashi's face, his visible eye narrowing into a slit of crimson.
A tear slid down Kakashi's face. There was no doubt in Kakashi’s mind that it was him; it was Obito.
There were a million things he wanted to say. He wanted to apologize. He wanted to confess and admit to all of his past sins. He wanted to make up for what he'd done and tell Obito just what he felt for him, but... he couldn't.
“Obito…” A few more tears joined their kin as Kakashi croaked his name and raised a shaky hand to the mask. He wanted to see his face, but the thought was terrifying. He owed Obito; he shouldn't want any more from him.
"You broke your promise to me, Kakashi," Obito hissed, his voice still low as he lay over Kakashi, making the jounin feel even smaller.
"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry," Kakashi choked, drawing his hand back and shutting his eyes, turning his head away, ashamed of himself. He really was a 'friend-killer.' Kakashi vaguely heard the rustling of fabric and felt Obito cup his chin again.
"Open your eyes, Kakashi," Obito ordered. "Look upon my face and see what's become of me."
Kakashi knew he'd regret it but obediently complied. He sucked in a breath and winced, squirming sympathetically at the deep scars marring the side of his face. His eyes burned even more at the sight of it. Kakashi wanted to be sick and beg for forgiveness, but still, his treacherous body felt no shame as more slick dampened his thighs.
Obito inhaled, catching the scent before sneering down at Kakashi. "You're such a pathetic creature. I think another time, I would have put you out of your misery and taken back my eye; a life for a life, Kakashi." He paused thoughtfully and tilted his head, peering closely at Kakashi features, "But what do you think I should do? Do you have a preference perhaps?"
Not sure if tumblr’s going to like it, but we’ll see what happens.
For Day 3 Sukea/Tobi | ANBU of @kakaobiweek2019
