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“I made a little mess. Won’t you come home to help me clean it?”
The air swirls and Obito lands unceremoniously right at the door of his shared apartment with Kakashi, his boyfriend of six months. He opens the door and strides through the hallway, not even bothering to take off his boots, and his breath catches in his throat when he finally bursts through into his bedroom.
There on the bed, Kakashi lies on top of their pristine bed sheets which usually drapes over the bed elegantly with barely a crease, but that now is rumpled beneath Kakashi’s bare body. His boyfriend’s pale skin gleams with sweat under the yellow-tinged lights in the bedroom. Silver strands of hair lie matted against his forehead while the rest of it fans around his head in a halo. What catches Obito’s attention the most, though, is the thick toy that Kakashi has buried inside him.
They had been housemates for years, best friends even longer. Obito had been in love with Kakashi for the vast majority of it, though it wasn’t until six months ago that he finally found the courage to confess. He’d braced himself for a gentle rejection, certain Kakashi didn’t feel the same. He just needed to get the truth off his chest. Instead, Kakashi had smiled, called him an idiot, and admitted he’d felt the same way all along.
Obito continues to go unnoticed by Kakashi as the latter thrusts the dildo deeper inside himself. Obito feels himself grow hard as he watches Kakashi chase after his own release; he stands there as a stunned observer right until a particularly hard thrust of the toy makes Kakashi’s back arch off the bed beautifully and forces a moan that sounds suspiciously like Obito’s name tumbling from his lips. The sound of it snaps Obito out of his stupor and spurns him into action.
In two large steps, he finds himself looming over Kakashi from the foot of the bed. His eye zones in on Kakashi’s wet, puckered hole, still eagerly swallowing the thick toy. He narrows his gaze at it almost disdainfully as he reaches for Kakashi’s wrist, stilling his lover’s movements.
Kakashi gasps at the sudden touch, having not noticed Obito’s entrance.
“Couldn’t wait just a little longer for me to come home?” Obito asks, as he takes the toy from Kakashi’s loose grip, letting his boyfriend’s arm fall to the side.
Kakashi’s response is interrupted by a surprised moan as Obito takes over fucking Kakashi with the toy.
Obito titters at him. “You really like this that much?” He punctuates his words with more forceful pushes of the toy deeper inside Kakashi. “Even prefer it over me?” He taunts.
“I-I was going to wait—” Kakashi stutters out as Obito’s pace refuses to relent.
“Really now?” Obito looks at him skeptically – not that Kakashi notices, with both of his eyes clamped shut, tears clinging to his lashes.
Obito gives one more push of the toy, pushing it directly onto Kakashi’s already sensitive prostate and Kakashi cums with a cry. Obito works him through his orgasm until his boyfriend squirms at the sensitivity.
“I’m not so sure you were prepared to wait.” He then goads.
Obito leans over Kakashi until they’re face to face and only inches apart. He presses his lips fleetingly to Kakashi’s, grinning when Kakashi chases after him automatically when he pulls back. With a gentle touch, he strokes over Kakashi’s cheek, and brushes away the tears gathering at the corners of Kakashi’s eye.
Kakashi watches him with bated breath, unsure of what to expect. He knows Obito won’t just let him go without some form of retribution. He’d known this all along—especially after misusing their shared Kamui connection to tease him, but he had hoped that his boyfriend would have returned desperate enough to forgo any punishment until later.
“You enticed me knowing I was still on a mission, yet you couldn’t even wait for a little while longer for me to return.” Obito points out as he runs a hand slowly up Kakashi’s thigh, eliciting a gasp from Kakashi. ”What should I do with you, hm?” Obito ponders aloud as if he hadn’t already made up his mind.
“Anything.” Kakashi replies breathlessly. “Anything you want.”
Obito smiles at him, doting and fond. ”Good answer.”
In the next moment, Obito motions for Kakashi to sit up, then steps back from the bed. He quietly removes his boots, placing them neatly beside the bed, followed by his gloves. His gaze never leaves Kakashi’s as he begins to undress—first slipping the flak jacket from his shoulders, then pulling his dark blue shirt over his head. He takes his time with the rest, fingers moving slowly as he unbuttons his pants, stepping out of them before sliding off his briefs and adding them to the small pile of clothing.
Obito’s cock stands proudly erect, and he sees Kakashi’s gaze drop to it as he casually makes his way back to stand before him at the foot of the bed. Almost in a trance, Kakashi makes a move to reach out and touch him, but Obito catches his wrist before he’s able to.
“No,” he tells him, making Kakashi look up at him with widened eyes. “I think you need to learn to have some patience.” He declares as he walks around the side of the bed and settles himself on it, sitting with his back against the headboard. ”Come here.” He gestures for Kakashi to straddle his thighs and he readily complies. ”Are you going to be good for me?” Obito asks softly, tilting Kakashi’s face up by a guiding hand on his chin.
Kakashi nods earnestly. “Yes,” he says in response, “I always want to be good for you, Obito.”
Obito takes his face in both hands, brushing his thumb along the vertical scar under Kakashi’s left eye. “I know you do.”
Since that day six months ago, they’ve been learning each other all over again—not just as friends, but as something more. Obito discovered that Kakashi liked sex—quite a lot. In hindsight, it shouldn’t have been surprising, given his preference in literature. What surprised Obito more was how shy Kakashi could be about expressing what he wanted. He often hesitated, waiting for Obito to take the lead.
And Obito did. Gently at first, then with more confidence, especially once he realized how much Kakashi reveled in it. He learned what made Kakashi melt: gentle praise, a firm touch, a steady voice telling him exactly what to do. Kakashi liked being dominated, liked being wanted out loud, and Obito loved giving him that.
Lately, Kakashi’s been opening up more. Sometimes he asks directly. Other times, it’s just a look. But no matter how he asks, he still melts when Obito takes control.
Now, Obito pulls Kakashi towards him and pries open his lips gently, slowly exploring Kakashi’s mouth with his tongue. He feels Kakashi shift slightly on his lap, seeking friction, as Obito luxuriates in kissing Kakashi at a leisurely pace.
Kakashi whines softly in the back of his throat when Obito’s firm hands drop to still his movements.
“Patience, my love,” Obito says.
Kakashi whines again but he stops trying to move nonetheless.
They continue at this slow pace for another few moments until one of Obito’s hands snakes around Kakashi’s waist to Kakashi’s hole, still slick with lube from earlier.
Obito slips his finger in easily and Kakashi’s breaths become increasingly laboured as Obito fingers him with one, then two, then three of his digits. Kakashi’s hips move of their own accord, grinding down on Obito’s fingers, desperate for something more. Obito indulges him, letting Kakashi fuck himself on his fingers, but he deftly pulls his fingers back before they can brush against Kakashi’s prostate. The teasing makes Kakashi groan in frustration as he tries to get Obito to touch him where he needs it most.
“Obito, please—” he begins to plead, “Please—I need you—”
“Shhhh, easy there, Kakashi. Slow down.” Obito placates. “I said you needed to learn patience now, didn’t I?”
Kakashi lets out a little sob when Obito removes his fingers completely from inside him.
“Just wait, love,” Obito says soothingly as he brushes the hair out of Kakashi’s eyes. “Can you do that for me?”
Obito waits for Kakashi to collect himself enough to answer.
“Okay.” Kakashi finally agrees. “I can be patient.” He adds with a determined resolve that makes Obito chuckle.
“Good boy.” He praises, and watches as Kakashi’s cheeks flush a deep red.
Then, Obito lifts his hand to rest his fingers along the seam of Kakashi’s pink lips. His boyfriend gladly takes the hint and opens his mouth, sucking Obito’s fingers into his wet warmth.
His tongue laps and licks over Obito’s fingers, coating them in his saliva. Kakashi devotes himself to sucking on Obito’s fingers wantonly, with the hope that Obito will reward him if he’s deemed to have done well.
Obito admires his enthusiasm and lets him continue before he removes his fingers and replaces them with his tongue.
The tongue which had been so appreciative of his fingers welcomes Obito immediately and Kakashi finds himself with both hands on the back of Obito’s head, pulling him closer as if afraid Obito will disappear.
Obito trails his fingers from Kakashi’s mouth, down his neck and chest, making Kakashi’s breath hitch. As his fingers inch closer and closer to Kakashi’s erection, the latter feels his heart thump wildly in anticipation. But instead of feeling Obito’s gentle touch against his sensitive cock, he hears a deep moan from his lover. Kakashi pulls away from their kiss and watches as Obito slowly strokes himself with his own hand that Kakashi had thought was intended for him.
Kakashi can’t help but stare as Obito throws his head back in pleasure as he jerks himself off. Kakashi longs to touch, to help, but he’s almost certain that Obito only intends him to be an observer. Kakashi feels Obito’s thighs tense beneath him and he delights in hearing his own name spill from Obito’s lips in and amongst the litany moans.
He shudders when Obito hauls him forwards and begins to mouth over his chest and up his neck. Obito releases his grip on himself, and distracts himself by coaxing out whimpers from Kakashi with little love bites along his unmarked shoulders.
It’s only when he’s calmed himself down a little, to the point where he’s not quite literally about to burst, that he stops. He sees Kakashi’s flushed appearance and feels the slight puffs of his breath against his face.
“You’re doing so well for me.” Obito coos. “Just wait a little longer, okay?”
Kakashi looks surprised, his eyes widening. ”Longer?” He gulps. He had hoped that he had waited enough to satisfy Obito already but apparently not.
“Just a little bit.” Obito assures him. In truth, Obito isn’t sure that he’s going to last through what he has planned but it’s not him who needs to learn the meaning of patience. “Okay?”
Kakashi nods and rests his head in the crook of Obito’s shoulder as Obito lifts him by the hips. He guides Kakashi down until he’s sinking down slowly onto his erection.
Kakashi relishes in the feeling of being stretched open by Obito’s thick cock. He sighs once he’s fully seated and squirms a little, enjoying being filled so completely. Tentatively, he lifts himself before dropping back down and the two of them moan in sync. Kakashi repeats the movement with Obito’s hands digging into the flesh of his ass, spreading his cheeks wide open as he rides him.
Intermittently, Obito thrusts his hips up to meet him and Kakashi feels his orgasm approach rapidly. Obito knows this too, the quiver of Kakashi’s thighs a clear sign.
With the next drop of Kakashi onto his cock, he holds Kakashi’s hips and keeps him from raising them back up. Kakashi clenches yearningly around his pulsing cock and Obito almost gives in to the temptation to just fuck into Kakashi with reckless abandon but he somehow finds the power within him to stick to his plan.
Kakashi’s nails claw into his back and he aches for release but Obito’s commanding hands on his thighs warn him against that idea.
Obito holds him completely still, and a minute must pass of the two of them sitting there leaning upon each other, breaths coming as laboured pants as they hold themselves back.
Obito wipes away the sweat forming upon Kakashi’s brow and follows it with a quick peck.
“You’re going to stay perfectly still for me, okay?” Obito tells him. It sounds like a question but both of them know it’s not really. Kakashi is going to stay still.
Kakashi exhales with a shudder and nods.
“You feel so good, Kakashi, so tight around me.” Obito praises. He smirks when he feels Kakashi’s hole flutter around him. “If you’re nice and patient, I’ll be sure to reward you, how does that sound? Good?”
Kakashi makes a noise of affirmation against the base of Obito’s neck and the latter strokes down the back of his hair approvingly.
Obito directs him to sit back on his heels, away from Obito’s body, and under Obito’s influence, he rests his palms on his knees, leaving their only point of contact as where Obito’s cock disappears into him.
“Stay exactly as you are.” Obito commands.
Trying hard not to jostle them too much, Obito reaches over to the bedside table and picks up Kakashi’s book that sits there.
“If you can wait for me to finish a chapter of this,” he gestures to the book, “then you’ll get your reward.”
He doesn’t wait for a response before he opens the book to the first page and begins to read. He doesn’t see how Kakashi’s eyes bulge from his head, his lips parted in shock, and the way he gulps drily. Experimentally, he tightens around Obito a couple times to gauge a reaction but all he gets is a promise that if he keeps that up, he’ll have to wait for Obito to finish two chapters.
Kakashi hangs his head as he feels his face flush when Obito doesn’t even so much as glance at him during his reprimand. Obito just sits there reading, paying him no attention whatsoever. He almost thinks that Obito is reading deliberately slower than usual, taking his time over each and every word to string out the almost unbearable waiting period.
With every turn of the page, Kakashi prays it’s the last one but the chapter seems to go on forever and Obito doesn’t seem at all inclined to end this any sooner than he had promised. Kakashi never thought he would ever hate Jiraiya’s book as much as he does now.
Every time Kakashi thinks he just might be calming down to the point where he can be confident he can survive the wait, Obito brushes his hand just barely against his weeping cock that stands between them. Every time, he tenses suddenly and feels Obito’s cock twitch inside him. Every time, he prays it’s a sign that Obito is about to acquiesce and every time, he is wrong.
It must go on for at least 10 minutes, Kakashi thinks, and during every single one of those 600 seconds, he curses the book and Jiraiya for having such long chapters. He almost wishes he’d never bought his books.
At last he sees Obito turn the page and immediately he spies the start of a new chapter. Warmth pools into his gut and he feels a hot flush rising up his face in expectation.
Obito flicks his gaze up away from the book for the first time since picking up the damned thing. Amusement glimmers in his eye when he sees the unadulterated desperation that radiates from Kakashi.
“Not yet,” he chides, holding up the book for Kakashi to see half a page of text on the left side, “there’s still a bit left to this chapter. I’m not done yet.”
Kakashi audibly whines, unable to stop himself, and Obito chuckles.
He swears that Obito must be doing this out of some sadistic motive; it can’t take one person that long to read half a page of text, but to Kakashi it feels like another 10 minutes passes until Obito finally looks up from his book.
“All finished,” he tells him.
He closes the book and places it back on the nightstand. He’s not as careful this time not to jostle them too much. As he reaches over to the nightstand, he shifts just that little bit closer to Kakashi’s prostate.
Kakashi feels Obito’s cock mere inches from his bundle of nerves. He swallows dryly when Obito places his hands over Kakashi’s on his knees. The older man leads his hands until they come to rest upon broad shoulders and then returns his hands to Kakashi’s waist.
“You’ve done well, Kakashi.”
Kakashi whimpers, incapable of formulating any other response.
“Think you can do one last thing for me?”
Kakashi hesitates, unable to guess what it is Obito wants him to do, but the soothing circles that Obito’s thumbs rub on his skin assure him that everything is going to be okay. He gives him a weak smile as a response. “Okay.”
Obito beams at him, his gaze filled with pride. He leans in closer, skimming his lips across Kakashi’s jaw as he goes to whisper into his ear his last request. “Ride me.”
Kakashi is all too happy to oblige and wastes no more time before he raises his hips, steadying himself with a firm grip around Obito’s shoulders. He slams himself back down almost immediately, the harsh sound of skin slapping against skin echoing through the room.
Kakashi is frantic in the pace that he sets and Obito almost struggles to keep up.
He might have seemed composed to Kakashi earlier but in truth, there wasn’t a single word of the chapter he ‘read’ that he could recall. His eye had stared blankly over the words, uncomprehendingly, while his mind had been able to focus on nothing but Kakashi kneeling so prettily for him. He had been able to see out of the corner of his eye the way that Kakashi had worried his lower lip, biting down on it in a feeble attempt to stay quiet. Had he not been so stubborn as to have Kakashi warm his cock for those long, agonizing minutes, he might have thrown the book across the room and had his way with Kakashi far earlier.
With both of them already riled and their tethers worn down to almost non-existence, it doesn’t take much more than a few bounces of Kakashi on Obito’s cock for them to come completely undone.
Kakashi falls forwards onto Obito as his orgasm makes him gone boneless. He buries his nose in Obito’s shoulder and breathes in deeply, forcing air back into his lungs. Obito caresses his back comfortingly and slowly Kakashi’s eyelids grow heavy. Sleep beckons him invitingly and he’s near powerless to refuse.
Obito pats his cheek gently. “Kakashi? Are you okay? Still with me?”
Kakashi hums. ”Sleepy,” he mumbles.
“Don’t you want to clean up first before you sleep.”
His incoherent grumble conveys his reluctance rather effectively.
“Don’t complain to me in the morning when you feel disgusting then.” Obito warns playfully.
He begins to ease out of Kakashi but a sudden noise of protest from Kakashi stops him. He pulls Kakashi to look at him and Kakashi returns his gaze sleepily but with a hint of bashfulness.
“Keep it in?” He requests. “I-I want to sleep with you still inside…” he trails off uncertainly as Obito stares with his eyebrows raised up into his hairline.
Kakashi wants to cover his flushed face with his hands but he’s impeded by Obito surging forwards to kiss him.
“You never cease to surprise me,” Obito says with a hint of awe coloring his voice.
Carefully, Obito guides them down until they’re lying together, Kakashi tucked snugly in front of him. He pulls the covers over them, wrapping his arms around Kakashi’s waist before nuzzling into the back of his neck.
“Love you. Now sleep,” he whispers.
As Kakashi drifts off, he thinks he manages to murmur the words back, though with sleep tugging him under, he’s not sure they ever fully leave his lips.
Not that it matters. Obito knows. He’s always known.
Kakashi rubs the sleep away from his eyes as he wakes up slowly. As he regains consciousness, he registers Obito’s arms loosely draped over him, keeping him close. He shifts minutely and gasps when he remembers the position they had gone to sleep the previous night.
He can feel Obito’s cock still snuggly settled inside him. Experimentally, he clenches around Obito’s girth and the latter sighs then cuddles closer to Kakashi in his sleep.
Kakashi can’t turn around but the soft and steady breaths he can feel against the back of his neck assures him that Obito is still asleep.
Steadily, he moves his hips back against Obito, letting his cock slide in deeper, and stretching out his rim.
Letting out a ragged breath, he begins to grind back against Obito, feeling his thick cock drag along his inner walls. As he moves, he feels Obito grow harder inside him and the breath against the back of his neck quickens. Kakashi moans softly as Obito’s erection begins to prod against his prostate, and he finds himself clenching around Obito involuntarily.
The arms still hanging limp over his body tells him Obito is still asleep but Kakashi is still able to draw out soft, yet enthusiastic, moans from his boyfriend.
Obito groans in the back of his throat as Kakashi begins to thrust his hips, sliding himself along Obito’s erection.
He alternates between grinding against Obito’s pelvis, and fucking himself back on his cock.
He sets his pace almost torturously slow, careful not to jostle Obito too much in his sleep.
However, in the haze of his own pleasure, he fails to notice Obito’s hands sliding to grip his hips as he wakes up. He only realizes his lover has woken up when with one forceful movement, Obito pulls their hips together, slamming himself against Kakashi’s prostate.
Kakashi cries out, throwing back his head, at the sudden burst of pleasure running through him.
Obito leans forward as he keeps a tight grip on Kakashi’s hips, keeping him from moving.
“You know, I’m not just your personal dildo, Kakashi.” He growls into his ear. Kakashi shivers at the tone of his voice. “You were so desperate, you couldn’t wake me up first? Hm?” Obito continues. He reaches down and takes Kakashi’s leaking erection loosely in his hand. He gives it a few tugs, making Kakashi’s hips surge forward into his touch.
Kakashi whimpers and squirms as Obito thumbs over his sensitive tip.
“So needy.” Obito taunts as he continues to tease his cock. “So desperate for me to fuck you, isn’t that right? “
Kakashi nods jerkily.
“What is it you want?” Obito pulls out from Kakashi to lean over him, finally looking him in the eye. Kakashi whines at the loss and tries to press back against Obito but two strong hands hold him firmly in place by his hips. “Use your words.”
Kakashi looks up at him, eyes wet and pupils blown wide with desire.
“F-fuck me. Cum inside me.” He stammers.
Obito raises an eyebrow and waits.
“Please.”
A smirk graces Obito’s lips and he wastes no time before flipping Kakashi over onto his stomach and sliding himself back into his tight heat in one hard thrust.
Kakashi keens as Obito pounds into him relentlessly, hitting his prostate dead on every time. His tears soak into his pillow as he tries to muffle his mewls of pleasure. Above him, he can hear Obito’s grunts over the obscene sound of skin slapping against skin.
With how aroused he woke up that morning, it’s no surprise that he cums first, rutting against his bedsheets for the extra friction.
Obito fucks him through his orgasm at the same merciless pace, not allowing him any reprieve. Kakashi whines as he grows over sensitive, and squirms beneath Obito, but the latter continues on regardless.
“I haven’t even cum yet.” Kakashi feels Obito’s breath against his cheek. “Impatient and selfish, is that what you are?”
Kakashi shivers and shakes his head rapidly. “N-no,” he sobs.
Obito pauses momentarily to turn Kakashi onto his back. He continues his thrusts but now at a slower, less frantic pace, but still too much for Kakashi’s sensitive post-orgasm state.
Kakashi cries out when Obito takes his cock in his hand. He tries to shy away but Obito holds his legs open, inhaling sharply through his teeth as Obito thumbs his slit.
Kakashi can feel Obito’s movements become erratic and jittery as every stroke of Obito’s hand makes Kakashi tighten around me, nudging him closer to his climax.
When Obito cums, it’s with his head hidden in Kakashi’s shoulder as he mutters praises almost mindlessly.
He fills Kakashi with his cum and fucks it into him as he rides out his high. When he finally pulls out, Kakashi gasps at the feeling of it all trickling out of his hole.
Obito leans back to appreciate the sight of his cum dribbling out of Kakashi. He smears his thumb in the sticky mess before bringing it to Kakashi’s parted lips. Kakashi sucks it into his mouth immediately, licking it clean, much to Obito’s delight.
“You love my cum that much, hm?”
Kakashi looks at him, but his eyes are glazed over in a haze.
“Maybe next time I should just cum right between your pretty lips, let you have it all.”
Kakashi’s breath hitches and his eyes widen. Obito watches his Adam’s apple bob as he gulps drily.
“You would like that, wouldn’t you?”
Kakashi nods and Obito smiles at him before leaning forwards for a chaste kiss.
“Next time.” He promises before pulling back and clambering off the bed. Then, without hesitation, he slides an arm beneath Kakashi’s knees and another around his back, effortlessly lifting him into his arms.
Kakashi lets out a quiet breath of surprise but doesn’t protest, resting his head against Obito’s shoulder.
“Right now, we should get cleaned up,” Obito says gently, turning toward the bathroom. Kakashi hums and wraps his arms around Obito’s neck, a small smile tugging at his lips as he buries his face in the crook of Obito’s neck.