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Naruto Drabble:ACT II
Burnin' For You
As far as friends go, Might Guy and I are pretty close. One couldn’t have guessed from the way we interact but we are. It burns me that he emulates me like he does, though. I know he thinks I’m the coolest thing since sliced bread. I really wish he didn’t. I’ve never been good at taking compliments, especially not from him. Whether or not their verbal, I do hear him ranting when I leave the area. That aside, he’s a very good friend. There’s not another Jounin anywhere I’d rather have at my side in a fight.
“Now, let us burn with the flame of youth!” he declares robustly. My back hit’s the wall with a loud ‘thump’.
“Easy, Guy,” I huff, “We’re not kids anymore.”
“Nevertheless,” he’s whispering in my ear now, “The flame of youth still burns brightly in our hearts…AND OUR LOINS!!”
I’m beginning to wonder how it is he has so much energy all of the time. He’s always chasing me around trying to win in a rivalry that doesn’t exist. I guess this is just another part of that. I’ll give him this one but I’ll never fight him. That would be pointless. My jacket is lying on the floor of my room near his. There are a couple of headbands laying there as well, one red and one dark blue. My mind is wandering again, as it often does. Now I’m sort of curious as to how he plans to get out of his spandex. His hand is on my lower back, grinding our hips together. I imagine he’s pretty good in bed and I guess I’ll find out for myself soon enough. He does me the courtesy of leaving my mask on, though the rest of my clothing soon finds itself in a useless pile near his spandex. Without warning, he ceases his sucking on my throat and swings me into his arms.
“The only thing better than the honeymoon bed…” he declares, “…Is the bed of rivals!”
Will he ever stop yelling? I guess that’s a bit too much to ask. With a strength I already knew he possessed and a poise I’m constantly surprised by, he sets me gently in my large bed.
“Now, my conquest begins, Kakashi…” I can’t really see his face as it’s dark and I’m not looking but I can envision an exaggerated eyebrow movement.
“Didn’t it start at the restaurant earlier this evening?”
“Darn you and your coolness!” he hollers to the heavens.
“If you stop yelling, I’ll forget it happened,” I offer. His breathing tells me he’s contemplating my offer.
“But the flames of youth require--”
“We are not children, Guy.”
“Very well, this I will do for my rival,” he decides finally, “But the conquest will end with you screaming my name, Kakashi…Mark my words.”
“Duly noted,” I reply. His hands go to work. They dance over my scarred torso. I’m shuddering in pain and pleasure while his teeth go to their gentle work on my nipples. His hand pushes my torso as I buck into him.
“Oh no, you’re under my control now.”
True to his word, he doesn’t yell. I’m impressed, to say the least. Grasping both of my wrists above my head, his other hand moves down between my legs.
“You will be conquered…!” his thumb teases the tip of my throbbing cock. I hiss through my teeth, arching into his touch. He is amazing. How he guessed I like it rough, I’ll never know. Is it the way I look? I always thought I looked pretty laid back. Guess I thought wrong, huh? I’m close and he knows it. He lets go and instead flips me to my stomach and then pulls me up to my knees. Laying his body over mine, he moves his hand back to what it had been doing previously, the other, I can’t see or feel. Slowly stroking me, my pleasure-fevered mind is thusly blanketed to his slick finger entering me. I can’t believe it, I’m actually grunting, pushing into him for more. Slowly, he adds another finger and, eventually a third.
“Now, prepare for my finest weapon,” he grunts. It’s pretty fine alright. Even as stretched as I am, I feel every inch of his shaft penetrate me. Tears are forming at the corners of my eyes. The pain is incredible but the pleasure adds a sweetness to it that I’ve never felt. He starts off slowly, timing his thrusts with the stroking of my sore member. I’m at the edge and he just won’t let me release. It’s frustrating but also incredibly arousing. His pace quickens and his fevered breathing in my ear tells me he’s about to lose it as well. He begins to pull out.
“Wait…” I breathe, “I didn’t say you could leave.”
I reach around, using my arm length to force him back inside me, hard. Apparently, that last thrust is enough. I feel his hot seed spill inside me just as I release.
“Guy…!”
Panting and sweating, we two Jounin fall into a heap, he between my legs on top of me. He remains within me and we turn to the side, his arms falling about me.
“I guess you won, in the end,” I huff, not bothered in the least.
“Perhaps I did, but you forced my hand,” he replies, “Even through my fiercest attack, you were still in control.”
Maybe that’s the way it will always be. I never thought of us as rivals. I guess I still don’t. With him laying behind me, arms around me, I allow myself a few moments of relaxation, curiosity and arousal satisfyingly sated.
(Betchya never saw THAT sucker comin’? I love GuyKakashi.)
Burnin' For You
As far as friends go, Might Guy and I are pretty close. One couldn’t have guessed from the way we interact but we are. It burns me that he emulates me like he does, though. I know he thinks I’m the coolest thing since sliced bread. I really wish he didn’t. I’ve never been good at taking compliments, especially not from him. Whether or not their verbal, I do hear him ranting when I leave the area. That aside, he’s a very good friend. There’s not another Jounin anywhere I’d rather have at my side in a fight.
“Now, let us burn with the flame of youth!” he declares robustly. My back hit’s the wall with a loud ‘thump’.
“Easy, Guy,” I huff, “We’re not kids anymore.”
“Nevertheless,” he’s whispering in my ear now, “The flame of youth still burns brightly in our hearts…AND OUR LOINS!!”
I’m beginning to wonder how it is he has so much energy all of the time. He’s always chasing me around trying to win in a rivalry that doesn’t exist. I guess this is just another part of that. I’ll give him this one but I’ll never fight him. That would be pointless. My jacket is lying on the floor of my room near his. There are a couple of headbands laying there as well, one red and one dark blue. My mind is wandering again, as it often does. Now I’m sort of curious as to how he plans to get out of his spandex. His hand is on my lower back, grinding our hips together. I imagine he’s pretty good in bed and I guess I’ll find out for myself soon enough. He does me the courtesy of leaving my mask on, though the rest of my clothing soon finds itself in a useless pile near his spandex. Without warning, he ceases his sucking on my throat and swings me into his arms.
“The only thing better than the honeymoon bed…” he declares, “…Is the bed of rivals!”
Will he ever stop yelling? I guess that’s a bit too much to ask. With a strength I already knew he possessed and a poise I’m constantly surprised by, he sets me gently in my large bed.
“Now, my conquest begins, Kakashi…” I can’t really see his face as it’s dark and I’m not looking but I can envision an exaggerated eyebrow movement.
“Didn’t it start at the restaurant earlier this evening?”
“Darn you and your coolness!” he hollers to the heavens.
“If you stop yelling, I’ll forget it happened,” I offer. His breathing tells me he’s contemplating my offer.
“But the flames of youth require--”
“We are not children, Guy.”
“Very well, this I will do for my rival,” he decides finally, “But the conquest will end with you screaming my name, Kakashi…Mark my words.”
“Duly noted,” I reply. His hands go to work. They dance over my scarred torso. I’m shuddering in pain and pleasure while his teeth go to their gentle work on my nipples. His hand pushes my torso as I buck into him.
“Oh no, you’re under my control now.”
True to his word, he doesn’t yell. I’m impressed, to say the least. Grasping both of my wrists above my head, his other hand moves down between my legs.
“You will be conquered…!” his thumb teases the tip of my throbbing cock. I hiss through my teeth, arching into his touch. He is amazing. How he guessed I like it rough, I’ll never know. Is it the way I look? I always thought I looked pretty laid back. Guess I thought wrong, huh? I’m close and he knows it. He lets go and instead flips me to my stomach and then pulls me up to my knees. Laying his body over mine, he moves his hand back to what it had been doing previously, the other, I can’t see or feel. Slowly stroking me, my pleasure-fevered mind is thusly blanketed to his slick finger entering me. I can’t believe it, I’m actually grunting, pushing into him for more. Slowly, he adds another finger and, eventually a third.
“Now, prepare for my finest weapon,” he grunts. It’s pretty fine alright. Even as stretched as I am, I feel every inch of his shaft penetrate me. Tears are forming at the corners of my eyes. The pain is incredible but the pleasure adds a sweetness to it that I’ve never felt. He starts off slowly, timing his thrusts with the stroking of my sore member. I’m at the edge and he just won’t let me release. It’s frustrating but also incredibly arousing. His pace quickens and his fevered breathing in my ear tells me he’s about to lose it as well. He begins to pull out.
“Wait…” I breathe, “I didn’t say you could leave.”
I reach around, using my arm length to force him back inside me, hard. Apparently, that last thrust is enough. I feel his hot seed spill inside me just as I release.
“Guy…!”
Panting and sweating, we two Jounin fall into a heap, he between my legs on top of me. He remains within me and we turn to the side, his arms falling about me.
“I guess you won, in the end,” I huff, not bothered in the least.
“Perhaps I did, but you forced my hand,” he replies, “Even through my fiercest attack, you were still in control.”
Maybe that’s the way it will always be. I never thought of us as rivals. I guess I still don’t. With him laying behind me, arms around me, I allow myself a few moments of relaxation, curiosity and arousal satisfyingly sated.
(Betchya never saw THAT sucker comin’? I love GuyKakashi.)
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