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Naruto’s parents died the day he was born.
This was something Naruto had known since he was a child. Kakashi had set him aside and quietly told him a more child friendly version of the true story- simplified into that there was an attack on the village, and his parents lost their lives defending their home and Naruto himself. Naruto does not learn the full story until he’s made genin, where Hiruzen and Kakashi agree to tell him about the bijuu within, and the exact circumstances of Minato and Kushina’s death, believing he was old enough and mature enough to understand the information, and to be wise about who he shares it with.
Kakashi was his father’s student, a fact Kakashi did not mind telling him. When Minato and Kushina had died, and Kakashi had seen the child they left behind, he was determined to do his best to support the child, to raise him right, to give back everything Minato and Kushina had given to him. Kakashi does not say so, but Hirzuen readily admits that there had been lengthy, lengthy arguments about the matter, if Kakashi was capable of caring for an infant, given his age and his history, and his use as an important shinobi of the village, but Kakashi had dug his heels in, for the first time choosing something above being a shinobi, and Hiruzen had finally relented, hoping Naruto would mellow him out, would remind him of the humanity he had begun to lose.
Naruto isn’t explicitly told some of these things, but he’s clever enough to pick them up. Kakashi was a quiet person, adept at keeping his thoughts and past hidden, but every once in a while he would tell Naruto stories, and Naruto would hear about the people in the picture he keeps on his nightstand. His sensei, Naruto’s father, and the powerful shinobi he once was. Nohara Rin, a gentle soul with a mischievous streak. Uchiha Obito, a stubborn boy with a heart of gold. Rumors circulate about the exact circumstances of their death, but Naruto grew up with the understanding that they were tragic, young, and that Kakashi bore witness to it all.
If Naruto believed himself to be particularly altruistic, he might say the moment he realized he never wanted to leave Kakashi was when he was five years old, and Kakashi had quietly admitted, after a story regarding the people in the photograph, that they were no longer around. The sadness in his eyes had made Naruto promise he would never leave Kakashi, and was filled with glee when Kakashi’s somber look had lifted into something softer at his words.
In the beginning, Naruto’s love for Kakashi had been innocent. It was hard not to adore Kakashi, for he was everything one could only aspire to be- intelligent, powerful, and so beautiful Naruto would still be rendered breathless at the sight of his face on occasion, despite having grown up with the man. Kakashi was the only soul willing to take Naruto in, and he loved him like he was his own child, doing his best to raise him right, to make Naruto feel loved and wanted, to be a parent Naruto could be proud of. Naruto adored him, grateful to be so loved, and grateful that it was Kakashi who loved him.
For a long while, it was just the two of them. Kakashi’s past and reputation meant he did not have friends, for most shinobi thought him cold, ruthless, and cruel, and steered clear of him and the tragedies he left in his wake. Naruto found no love between himself and his peers or other villagers, for Danzo had leaked his status as a jinchuuriki, and while Hiruzen tried to outlaw speaking about it, the disdain the villagers had when they saw him- believing him to be the fox at times- was never fully suppressed. The fact that they were together- cold hearted Kakashi, and the fox that destroyed their village- only doubly enticed people to stay away.
Naruto was quite content with that situation. The only attention he wanted was from Kakashi, because he was the only person who mattered. Kakashi loved him, Kakashi never looked at him meanly or hit him or denied him anything, really, unlike the other villagers, who were just mean to him for seemingly no reason. Kakashi was the only person who mattered to Naruto, and he was quite keen about the fact that the sentiment seemed, most of the time, to be true in reverse.
Naruto’s determination to never leave Kakashi eventually warped into never letting Kakashi leave him, either. He’ll claim that desire was formed from all the deadly missions Kakashi was forced to undertake as a child, afraid one day he would never come back; or because Naruto had already experienced loss, his father and mother dead, and he couldn’t bear the idea of Kakashi abandoning him, too; or how the village always shunned them both, and he couldn’t stand the idea of Kakashi one day turning his back on Naruto, too. And maybe subconsciously, those were all true, but the simplest reason is the most prominent.
When Naruto is ten, a lady named Hanare come to the village. She was a girl Kakashi knew when he was young, and the two reconnected, her claiming she wished to retire from being a shinobi, wanting to trade intelligence for a peaceful life in Konoha. Naruto was ten, but he had sneaked enough of a peek at Kakashi’s reading material- and his own foray into illicit magazines out of curiosity- to know that Hanare obviously had a thing for Kakashi. She was constantly touching him, showing off her breasts, batting her eyelashes, and talking his ear off.
Naruto hated her.
Worst of all, Kakashi seemed interested as well. Naruto had overheard discussions of them going on dates, and they had at one point attempted to leave him alone for the evening so they could go on a date. Of course, Naruto threw a massive fit about that, and the tantrum was so severe Kakashi hesitantly sent Hanare away. But they weren’t stopped completely, because Naruto would learn the two spent time together while he was at the academy, and Naruto realized he had to nip this in the bud.
At school, he picked a fight with Sasuke, earning a black eye for his effort. As fast as he could, he rushed back to Kakashi in tears, claiming that Hanare had hit him, and had done so multiple times before, but his fast healing never let Kakashi actually see it. The waterworks, and the fact that Hanare had no alibi that afternoon, had Kakashi reaming into the woman about her “cruelty” and “mistreatment” of Naruto, ignoring all of her pleas of innocence, and banished her from the village, warning of painful repercussions should she ever be within five miles of Naruto again.
Most found Kakashi strange, or downright unnerving, so Naruto didn’t have to deal with suitors often. Asuma had once been interested- in a fling or something more serious, Naruto didn’t know- but had been pretty easily scared off by Naruto before he could even try. Others sometimes leered, though Naruto’s menacing snarls would stop them in their tracks. It was almost a relief that Kakashi had such a cruel reputation, because it meant no one was particularly interested in romancing him.
At a young age, Naruto realized that no one was good enough for Kakashi. No one deserved him- no one deserved to see his beautiful face, his soft touches, his kind words, his good food, his perfect body. No one deserved such perfection, and Naruto promised to keep unworthy leachers away from him at all costs.
The biggest issue as a child had been trying to sabatoge Kakashi and Gai’s relationship. He couldn’t feign abuse as easily as he did with Hanare, because that would require an actual investigation since they were jonin of the village, and Naruto was afraid his lie would get found out, and Kakashi would be mad at him. The two knew each other so well that it would be harder to pull that off anyway, unlike Hanare, whom Kakashi only knew briefly as a child, and had no true knowledge of her actual intention or character.
Thankfully, the two were busy jonin, with vastly different skills and specialties, so one of them was often away while the other stayed in the village, and very rarely were they ever put on a mission together. Naruto had feigned being a blunt and socially unaware child, telling Gai nasty things Kakashi (didn’t) say about him whenever they were left alone together. When that didn’t work, Naruto would try to make a fool of Gai- which was difficult, because Gai was already so strange and off putting. Finally, he just started pretending that Gai’s boisterous personality scared him, and that managed to keep Gai away for a while. Naruto expressed his disdain of Gai frequently, which very much baffled Kakashi, but Kakashi indulged him, and seemed to only visit Gai while he was at school.
It didn’t really make him feel better, knowing Kakashi was alone with a man he didn’t like. Thankfully, Gai didn’t seem interested in a romantic relationship, and truly only wanted to entice him into stranger challenges. Still, Naruto said mean things to him whenever Kakashi wasn’t listening, and years of this behavior did eventually make Gai wary, even if he didn’t seem to fully believe Kakashi was saying such cruel things about him behind his back.
With that, there were virtually no other people fighting for Kakashi’s attention, and Naruto could bask in it fully.
Naruto was eleven when he began to fully understand how he felt about Kakashi.
As a child, Naruto knew he adored Kakashi. Hell, he had even once promised to marry him when he was a toddler, when Kakashi had explained the concept to him, and he couldn’t figure out why Kakashi had been so flustered and desperate to convince him not to say such a thing. But that was an innocent, childish declaration, made simply because the idea of spending his entire life with Kakashi was a dream come true.
Naruto was the first of his generation to become a genin, thanks to Kakashi training him since he was a kid, wanting him to be able to defend himself. Naruto’s certain he could have graduated even earlier, but Kakashi was insistent on him enjoying his time at the academy, perhaps hoping he would make more friends. Eventually, Naruto got sick of interacting with the rest of his peers, and Kakashi finally allowed him to petition for an early graduation. So when he successfully graduated as a genin, Kakashi rewarded him with a trip to a hot spring, wanting to celebrate his promotion, and use the time off that he was given for a bit of fun. Naruto had been eager for some completely private time spent with Kakashi, and with no risk of him being sent away on a mission, so of course he agreed without thought.
The hot spring was nice, with private springs for them to bathe in. Naruto had entered, eager to soak his sore muscles from the rigorous physical exams his graduation required, and to splash around a bit. Kakashi joined him after putting all of their things away, and that was the moment Naruto became distinctly aware just how beautiful Kakashi was, in a manner sons don’t often think of their parent as.
Naruto watched as the soft robe slid down Kakashi’s shoulders, slowly folding the piece of clothing, bending over to place it far enough away from the spring that it wouldn’t get wet if Naruto splashed too hard. Naruto was struck by the realization Kakashi was naked- nothing but the decadent, silky skin he was born with. Kakashi didn’t even wear a mask, not feeling the need to since it was warm and the spring was private, and Naruto soaked up the sight of his entire body on display.
Naruto had seen him naked before, fuzzy memories as a child bathing together. Of course, this was a vastly different connotation, than being four years old and squirming in Kakashi’s arms as he tried to shampoo his hair. Besides that, it wasn’t exactly like Naruto saw Kakashi naked often. Kakashi liked to wear his mask inside his own house, despite Naruto knowing what he looked like. The man was modest to a near prudish degree, often wearing long sleeved clothes, and insisting on changing in his room or the bathroom.
But here he was, naked and perfect in the slow set of the sun, features dappled in honeyed colors. Kakashi was lithe, but he was a shinobi, and his thinner frame didn’t mean he wasn’t incredibly strong, nor lacking in musculature. His muscles rippled as he slowly lowered himself into the water, Naruto tracing how the ripples lapped at his powerful, perfect thighs, caressing his toned ass, sliding across his smooth stomach until he was settled in the water, and Naruto could see his small but perky breasts glisten, droplets of water trailing down the mounds, teasing the pink nipples.
Naruto was distinctly aware of a heat within his core that had nothing to do with the warmth of the hot spring, and frantically attempted to cover his erection, blushing profusely as Kakashi made a soft noise, content with the heat of the water soothing his sore muscles. Kakashi attempted to make idle conversation with him, Naruto barely able to form answers, tongue thick in his mouth as he observed Kakashi’s body, overwhelmed by the raw power emanating from his sensual frame, belied by the softer curves of his body. Most prominently, Naruto found his eyes sliding towards his crotch, unable to look away from his cunt, modestly obstructed by his sculpted thighs, but on occasion, when he would shift position, Naruto would see his fat folds, the pink lips of his perfect, shapely pussy… and Naruto would loose all train of thought, only able to think about how the pink of his cunt matched the pink of his nipples.
Eventually Naruto left the hot spring, overheating, and unable to keep a straight face as Kakashi sat only feet away from him, naked and beautiful. He jacked off twice that first night, unable to stop thinking about Kakashi’s plush pink lips, his half lidded eyes, the slightest fat of his breasts, and his enticing cunt. It was the first time he had truly thought of Kakashi in a sexual manner, though upon reflection it wasn’t entirely surprising to realize he liked Kakashi that way. It was only natural to develop a crush on the one person in the world who truly loved you- and besides that, Kakashi was damn sexy. Naruto had finally entered puberty and could appreciate Kakashi’s body for what it was.
The rest of the trip to the hot spring is spent in a similar manner- Naruto frequently masturbating every time he saw Kakashi naked, and especially when he watched him climb out of the hot water, droplets rolling across his shoulder blades, the round of his ass, between his breasts, dripping down his thighs, making his cunt gleam like it was wet with something else. The way his muscles ripple, the sway of his hips, the slightest jiggle of his breasts as he moved. It was nearly impossible to have a conversation with Kakashi, constantly thinking about the perfect body on display, and it was growing increasingly more difficult to hide his erections, not just when they were in the water together, but damn near every time he even looked at Kakashi, his cock throbbing with the memory.
He was almost grateful when the trip was over; Kakashi had chalked his quiet behavior up to nerves about being a genin, and Naruto didn’t bother correcting him.
The feelings didn’t just linger; they grew uncontrollably.
Naruto found himself peeking through cracks in the doors to watch Kakashi undress, and all of his masturbation fantasies now starred the man who had raised him. When he was particularly bold, sometimes Naruto would steal his underwear from the laundry, jerking off with the pair until it stopped smelling like his crotch. Kakashi only ever wore boxers, but the vision of him wearing skimpy panties had the blood rushing down to his cock so fast he was nearly light headed.
The fantasies, the desire- it only grows as he becomes older. Kakashi’s beauty never wavers, and Naruto finds himself drawn to it evermore, trying to figure out casual ways to touch him the way he wants. It was well known Naruto was clingy and touchy anyway, so Kakashi didn’t bat an eye when Naruto started touching him even more, only on occasion shifting so Naruto wouldn’t “accidentally” touch him inappropriately. He learned the best move was to bury himself in his chest- for a while he was practically eye level with his tits, so when Naruto would hug him, he would get pressed against his breasts. If he was careful, he could sometimes place a leg between his thighs and feel the heat of his cunt, or let his hand dip lower than his hip when he brushed against him.
If Kakashi thought his behavior was odd, he didn’t say anything. Perhaps his obliviousness emboldened Naruto, spurred him on, like a quiet permission was given, that maybe Kakashi was actually interested in him as well. Naruto didn’t want anyone unworthy touching him, but Kakashi deserved a man in his life, didn’t he? Kakashi deserved a lover, a partner, someone who would care for him, love him, in all the ways he deserved. Kakashi deserved to be adored, worshipped, and Naruto realized that if no one was perfect enough for Kakashi… then perhaps Naruto should be the one to provide for him.
Naruto promises that when he becomes a real man, he’ll finally take Kakashi as his. Naruto was technically an adult at eleven, when he became a genin, but he knew Kakashi would never take him seriously unless he had a higher rank. Chunin was easy to come by at the age of twelve, as awkward as it was to be constantly switched around on different genin teams thanks to his status as a jinchuuriki and the disdain people had for him- as people who understood the circumstances of his birth, or the peers around his age who inherited their parents belief. Eventually, Hiruzen took pity on him and saddled Kakashi as his permanent sensei, figuring he did a good enough job to help him graduate early, though he seemed concerned about further isolating Naruto from his peers. He couldn’t care less- they were all below his abilities, having to carry his genin team during the chunin exams. Children his age were boring and Naruto would never pick them over Kakashi.
But quickly, Naruto realized Kakashi still thought of him as a child, as stupid and immature as the rest of his peers, simply because of his age. The rank of chunin didn’t change his opinion, still ruffling his hair and enforcing bedtimes on him like he was an academy student. Maybe Naruto was a chunin, but that paled in comparison to Kakashi, didn’t it? The man who made genin at five, chunin at six, jonin at eleven, who served in a war since childhood, Anbu since a teenager. Of course Naruto would seem doe-eyed in comparison. It would be rank that had to catch Kakashi’s attention, strength that would prove himself as an equal, a comrade, a peer. When he became jonin, then he would prove how much of a man he was for Kakashi, that he no longer needed Kakashi to protect him like a parent but that Naruto could finally protect him back, could finally provide an equal partnership.
Three years after chunin, Naruto makes jonin. It took a lot of blood, sweat, and tears- but he manages to succeed. Kakashi expresses great pride in his growth, now officially the youngest jonin the village had seen for a while. Kakashi rewarded him with a hearty meal and a weapon he thought was suitable for him as material proof of how incredibly proud of his hard work Kakashi was, since he was not always the best at verbalizing his feelings.
Having achieved his goal, Naruto began to plan.
As a jonin, Naruto was allowed access to things he hadn’t as a young chunin or genin. Now, with the proper ranking, it was easy to acquire the tools necessary for convincing Kakashi to be his partner. Acquiring chakra suppression cuffs was the most difficult part of his plan, but it turns out being a jonin meant no one thought twice about him picking up a pair from the hokage’s supply, assuming he would need them for missions as a hunter nin or suppression and capture squads. Time with Jiraiya taught him a few seals that would keep the cuffs on even if Kakashi manages to pick the physical locks while he isn’t looking, and with his chakra suppressed, he shouldn’t be able to pick the seals. It was best to be as prepared as possible when it came to Kakashi…
The rest of the plan came easy- crushing a couple sleeping pills he had gotten from Tsunade when he lied and complained about having insomnia and dissolving them into Kakashi’s tea was simple. The mint flavor and scent overpowered Kakashi’s sense of smell, and moreover, Kakashi had no reason to suspect Naruto would ever drug or poison him. So in the evening, when Kakashi settled into his routine of winding down, Naruto offered to make his tea, and Kakashi curled up on the couch, reading one of his books, completely unaware.
Naruto schools himself, casually sharpening his kunai while Kakashi reads, trying not to tip Kakashi off. It’s a simple domestic moment between them, and Kakashi is nonthewiser, drinking the tea given to him, distracted by Icha Icha. Naruto tries not to stare, focusing on his work, and it’s only when he hears the book fall to the ground that he finally strikes, spinning around to find Kakashi unconscious on the couch, and so he finally moves to the next phase of his plan.
Naruto picks Kakashi up off the couch, struggling slightly to bring him towards the bed- Kakashi was tall and gangly, and despite his lithe frame, his muscles were dense and heavy. It made him slightly giddy when he shifted him into a bridal carry, Kakashi’s head buried in his neck, his hands on his ass, adoring the warmth of Kakashi’s body as he brought him to the bedroom, reluctantly setting him down.
Naruto stripped him, removing his jacket, shirt, and the standard bandages wrapped around his chest, revealing his soft breasts. Naruto couldn’t help himself, groping the fat of his tits, groaning as his fingers sink into them, thumbing at his pretty pink nipples, watching Kakashi twitch, his lashes fluttering slightly. For a few moments he’s distracted by his chest, kneading his cute, perky breasts, amazed that he was finally touching the object of his affection, relishing the softness, and the fact that Kakashi wasn’t stopping him.
Finally, he removes his pants, sliding off his boxers, and Kakashi was completely naked. Naruto spread his legs, pushing his powerful thighs aside so he could peek at his pretty cunt, fingers parting his fat lips to investigate his hole. His cock throbbed in anticipation of sinking into Kakashi’s tight heat, wondering if Kakashi had ever made love before. Naruto had never once caught him masturbating- and boy had he tried- and Kakashi never seemed bothered by his perpetual bachelor life. The possibility that Kakashi was a virgin was actually quite plausible, and the idea that Kakashi had been saving it for Naruto made his dick twitch, groaning slightly at the idea of being the first and only to please him.
When Naruto was eleven, and realized his love for Kakashi, he had decided to save his own virginity for Kakashi. He wanted him to be his first and only, so while Jiraiya occasionally enticed him to explore, Naruto only peeped to investigate so he could make sure his first time with Kakashi would be perfect. Naruto’s spied on enough girls and read enough porn that he obtained a solid grasp on what was supposed to happen and how to do it, but now was the time to test all the theory he learned.
First, Naruto needed to secure Kakashi. The cuffs he had taken were swiftly locked around his ankles and wrists before Naruto tied them to the headboard, forcing Kakashi’s arms above his head. As much as Naruto would like Kakashi to use his sharingan and memorize their first night together, he couldn’t risk Kakashi attempting to genjutsu him. The chakra suppressants should stop that from happening, but Naruto had to make sure things go perfectly- he only had one shot of convincing Kakashi to be his. So he slides the eyepatch Kakashi would sometimes wear on medical leave, carding his fingers through his soft hair, enjoying how soft and sweet such a dangerous weapon looked in his sleep.
At last, things were taken care of. Naruto strips himself of his clothes, eager to be as naked as Kakashi, his cock free and throbbing in anticipation. All that was left to do was to actually perform, and Naruto was only slightly nervous, too excited and horny to have actual anxiety.
It was perfect timing. Naruto could see the moment Kakashi begins to stir, lashes fluttering, a soft sigh escaping his parted lips. Naruto watches with excitement as Kakashi finally opened his eyes, hazy with sleep, half lidded and dreamy as always, and Naruto made sure the first thing he saw as he woke was Naruto himself, leaning over him, watching eagerly as Kakashi murmured, “Naruto…?”
He tries to move his arm, and immediately Kakashi is alert and awake with the realization he’s been immobilized, tugging at the rope that connected him to the bed. His feet attempt to kick out, and Naruto grins, pleased to see that Kakashi remained secure in his bed. Kakashi’s attention turns back to Naruto, and he instinctively blushes at the sight of Naruto completely naked next to him, his cock inches from his shoulder. The pink flush to his face and chest made Naruto ache, wondering how it was possible a grown man, and a deadly shinobi, could manage to be so cute.
“Naruto.” Kakashi’s voice was impressively calm, even and unbothered, despite the slight panic in his voice. Naruto always found his unflappable personality soothing and mildly aggravating. He was an anchor in emotional moments, even if he could be quite awkward, but it also meant he was constantly difficult to read. Thankfully, Naruto’s learned most of his tells, and it’s obvious how unnerved he is despite his cool tone. “What’s going on?”
“I’m a jonin now,” Naruto explains, and he can’t help himself, reaching out to touch, his hand caressing Kakashi’s collarbone, dipping lower as he continues. “A real man now, someone you could call a comrade, or a peer.”
“You are,” Kakashi agrees, eyes tracking Naruto’s fingers, remaining perfectly still as they ghost along his chest, feather light as they trace the curve of one of his breasts.
“I love you,” Naruto says, the words coming so easily. “I don’t want to be your kid. I wanna be your partner, your equal- I wanna be your boyfriend, your husband. I wanna be yours, and I want you to be mine.”
Kakashi closes his eyes. “Naruto, I think you’re confused, and-“
“I’m not confused!” The idea that Kakashi would refute was something Naruto knew could happen, yet it stung all the same. “I’m not a little kid. I know exactly what I want, and what I want is you, because I love you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I want to take care of you. I want to protect you. I want to treasure you, to worship you.”
His hand slides down his smooth stomach. He swears Kakashi isn’t even breathing, frozen from Naruto’s genuine love, from the depth of his confession. Naruto lets it sink in for a moment before he smooths over his crotch. Instinctively, Kakashi presses his thighs together, but Naruto doesn’t mind, sliding over the sturdy muscles of his thighs.
“I think your wires might be crossed,” Kakashi begins, quiet. “What we have is a familial relationship. I know, ah, that you’re- pubescent, and it can be confusing, and platonic and romantic feelings are already difficult enough without our complex relationship, but-“
“It’s not complicated at all. I’m in love with you. And I want you.” His voice lowers, making Kakashi unable to look at him as he tries to be sensual. “I want your heart, and I want your body. I want you, all of you.”
“My body?” It isn’t quite a squeak, but it’s clear that caught him off guard.
Naruto nearly laughed. Was tying him up naked to a bed not obvious enough? He feels like his intention is obvious. “I want to fuck you.”
Naruto can’t tell if Kakashi looks sick or embarrassed. His cheeks flush, but his expression is nearly nauseous.
“We can’t do that. You’re- you’re-“ Kakashi stutters, Naruto grinning as he trips over the right words. “I raised you, Naruto. This is incredibly inappropriate, because you’re my son-“
“I don’t want to be your son anymore. I want to be your lover instead.”
“You are my son,” Kakashi emphasized. “I raised you. I guess I didn’t do a good job, for you to think this is right. We can’t do this.”
“Is that your only objection? We’re not even blood related. Besides, I told you, I want to change the relationship we have.” Naruto softens, kneading Kakashi’s thighs together, watching him twitch. “I’m not ungrateful, when I’m saying I don’t want to be your son anymore. It’s the opposite, really. I’m always thankful that you took me in, adopted me, gave me a home, and was someone to come home to. I know it was difficult for you, having lost everyone you ever loved, having been young yourself, having to juggle being a shinobi and being a parent. But you did a good job, never doubt that. I became so strong and happy under your guidance.”
Naruto reaches for Kakashi’s chin, tilting him so they can make direct eye contact. “Kakashi, have you ever had sex?”
His face flushes bright. “What?”
“Are you a virgin? Honestly, have you ever been in a real relationship before?”
“Naruto, these aren’t things I want to speak to you about.”
“You’ve been so lonely, all the years I’ve known you.” It’s true Naruto chased away suitors, but it’s also true he never had that many to begin with. “You never really sought out a relationship. Have you ever even masturbated before?”
“Naruto-“
“You deserve someone who will take care of you,” Naruto murmurs. “Someone who will satisfy you, in all the ways you haven’t allowed yourself to be since you took me in. All these years, you’ve denied yourself so much to spend time with me instead. You spent fifteen years caring for me, protecting me, loving me. But I want to give it all back, as a man you deserve, who can satisfy you in the ways you need and want.”
“I don’t-“
“It’ll be my first time, too. I wanted to give everything I have to you. I want you to be my first, my last, my only. I want to be the same to you.” Naruto cups his face, his touch soft. He hates the genuine fear in Kakashi’s eyes, and tries to soothe him. “It’s okay. I’ll be gentle.”
Kakashi opens his mouth, and Naruto takes the opportunity, pressing his mouth against his. The kiss is chaste and awkward, Naruto only having watched and read about kissing. Kakashi tries to pull back, but Naruto keeps a firm grip on his head, digging into his jaw to keep from trying to bite him, and keeping him place.
His cock twitches as they kiss, satisfied already just knowing he’s given his first kiss to Kakashi, and hopefully stealing Kakashi’s as well. It’s slow, Naruto trying to figure out the proper technique, and unfortunately working against Kakashi, who tries to wriggle away. It’s warm and soon becomes wet as Naruto pushes his tongue inside his mouth, groaning at the feeling of his wet, warm cavern. Kakashi makes a noise, one Naruto chooses to interpret as pleasure, and he slides his tongue against his, wet and smooth, before mapping out his perfect mouth.
Naruto dominates the kiss, plundering Kakashi’s mouth, sucking on his tongue, listening to the sounds Kakashi makes. The more Kakashi tries to fight him, the more likely it is that whatever Naruto is doing is pleasurable to him. Poor Kakashi, always denying himself nice things, in the name of discipline or guilt. Naruto won’t let him, not this time.
Eventually, Naruto breaks for air. Kakashi’s lips are bright pink and covered in spit, parted slightly as he takes a deep breath. His cheeks are warm and Naruto feels the heat within him grow at the sight of Kakashi debauched from a simple kiss.
“That was my first kiss,” Naruto admits, licking his lips, memorizing the taste of Kakashi. Mint from the tea left an aftertaste, but there was something beneath that had to be all Kakashi. Naruto understood why his friends enjoyed kissing so much. “Have you ever kissed someone, Kakashi?”
“Naruto, I don’t want to do this.”
“Let me convince you otherwise.”
Naruto dives back in, pressing against his lips, firmer this time. Naruto has always been a better learner when it came to physical demonstrations, and he can feel Kakashi twitching underneath him as they kiss, reluctantly trying to bite off moans as Naruto fervently kisses him. It’s near bruising this time, Naruto unable to help his desperation, and he decides to try to multi-task, one hand drifting towards Kakashi’s chest.
He lurches when Naruto gropes him, trying once more to pull away from the kiss, and to move away from his other hand, but it’s for naught. Naruto only hold his jaw tighter, keeping him still, and Naruto chases after his writhing body, sinking his fingers into his soft fat, groaning into the kiss, heat simmering as he touches him, all but forcing his tongue down his throat, eager to feel good, and to make Kakashi feel good.
His thumb brushed against his nipple, making Kakashi violently twitch. Sensing a sensitivity, Naruto flicks the pink bud, watching Kakashi jerk, and feeling the nipple quickly harden with arousal. The kiss is wet and messy and demanding most of Naruto’s focus, so he arrhythmically teases Kakashi’s cute tits, pinching and pulling on his nipples, trying to learn how hard Kakashi seems to like it. He writhes from his ministrations, jerking with unwanted arousal, and Naruto moans, excitement building within him at the realization he was making Kakashi feel good. All he wants is to please Kakashi, to satisfy him, to make him forget all other men but Naruto.
Naruto pulls back, pleased once more by Kakashi’s expression, bruised lips and fluttering lashes. His eye is dark with a dilated pupil, and Naruto smirks, pleased that even if Kakashi wants to refuse, his body is showing the truth.
“You’re beautiful,” Naruto says, voice soft, and it makes Kakashi blush despite the circumstances, letting his finger trace along his jaw. He really was stunning no matter how many times Naruto sees his face, and he’s eternally grateful Kakashi wears a mask, pleased to hide such beauty and grace from the rest of the world. “I love you so much, Kakashi.”
He opens his mouth but Naruto is already moving, climbing on to the bed. He forcefully pushes Kakashi’s legs apart, earning Kakashi’s vocal displeasure, which he ignores, settling himself between his powerful legs. His hands smooth over his calves, then his knees, then his quivering thighs, pleased by how smooth his skin was. He kneads at his thighs, molding his muscles under his palms, watching Kakashi fight off a flinch, enjoying the sensual massage as Naruto slowly, slowly, slowly begins to creep towards his groin.
“Naruto-“ Kakashi warns. “You don’t have to do this. Let’s talk this out. I know you’re confused-“
“I’m not confused at all. Honestly, I’ve never been more sure of myself.” His hands leave his thighs, and with Kakashi’s legs spread, he has the perfect view of his pretty pink cunt. He steadies Kakashi’s hip, pressing him down in anticipation of his reaction, before his fingers trail across the fat lips of his pussy. Immediately, Kakashi attempts to pull away, but his firm grip keeps him in place as Naruto ghosts his finger tips along his cunt before parting the folds.
Grinning, Naruto notices a slight sheen. He swipes a finger through Kakashi’s folds, pleased to find that he was slightly wet. He wasn’t exactly gushing like the girls in his porno did, but the arousal Kakashi had been feeling from Naruto’s simple touches clearly showed how he really felt. Naruto turn his hand to show off the finger covered in his arousal, noting the way Kakashi goes still at the evidence, and Naruto smirks before popping it in his mouth, moaning only slightly exaggeratedly at the taste. He swears the next time they do this he’s going to eat Kakashi out.
“Looks like someone is excited,” Naruto coos, popping the finger out of his mouth.
“It’s natural,” Kakashi struggles to get out. “I haven’t-“
“Been touched by another…?” Naruto finishes, leaning closer.
Kakashi’s eyes dart away, flushing painfully, embarrassed by his own inexperience. Naruto was delighted by the nonverbal confirmation, cock twitching at the prospect of taking Kakashi’s virginity, of being the only man he could ever want or need.
“Please,” Kakashi murmurs, trying to yank at the cuffs keeping his hands tied. But it’s shinobi grade metal, with shinobi grade steel chains, and Kakashi isn’t going to break out of it anytime soon with his chakra sealed. His only hope would be to pick at the locks, but Naruto’s extra seals would render that null anyway. “I’m not interested in you, Naruto. Not like this.”
“I’m not done trying to convince you,” Naruto chides. “At least let me make an argument.”
“There are plenty of people your age out there who-“
“Who what? Will hate me just like everyone else did? Because I’m the jinchuuriki to the Kyuubi? You’ve seen what people think of me. My own teammates disliked me.” Naruto’s hate simmers until he takes a deep breath. “But you’ve never looked at me that way.”
“It doesn’t have to-“
“They hate you, too. Do I really have to remind you of that? You and I are a lot alike. No one truly understands us. We only have each other.” Naruto tenderly strokes Kakashi’s soft cheek. “No one will ever love you the way I do. All they see is cold hearted, friend killer Kakashi.” The monikers are a low blow, and they leave Kakashi wincing, eyes squeezing shut. “But I know who you really are. A man with such a soft heart. A beautiful, fragile thing that deserves to be worshipped. I’ll take care of you.”
“Naruto, please-“
“I’ll prove it to you.”
Naruto has seen enough porn to have a general idea of where the clitoris is. One hand reaches up to pinch at Kakashi’s nipple, enjoying the trembling breath he takes, while the other reaches down, pressing a palm against the top of his cunt, grinding slow and sensually. Kakashi’s hips jerk, lips parting soundlessly, and Naruto smiles, pulling his hand back to search for the sensitive bundle of nerves. His fingers find his already hardened nub, pinching it the same time as his nipple, and a soft whimper escapes Kakashi’s lips, smug satisfaction settled in Naruto’s chest at the sight.
He twists, rubs, and pulls at Kakashi’s pretty clit, adoring the way his thighs twitch, his teeth biting his plump, red lips to try to keep from moaning. It was cute how such easy touches were making such a mess of him, debauched by his hands, his ego pleased by the idea that only he could bring him such irresistible pleasure.
Try as Kakashi might to deny him, but his cunt was steadily growing wetter as Naruto played with him, translucent fluid coating his pussy when Naruto spreads his fat lips again. He pinches his clit, pulling on the swollen stub, adoring how it leaves Kakashi flushed and panting, before he pushes a finger inside his cunt.
His walls are warm, wet, and tight around his finger. The sensation of him squeezing has Naruto’s cock leaking, groaning at the thought of him clenching down on his dick. Kakashi jerks at the mild penetration, taken off guard, and tries to pull back. Naruto stops playing with his puffy clit to pin his hips down, forcing him steady, as his fingers find explored the hot cavern of his cunt, tracing his velvet walls, curiously mapping his perfect, tight pussy.
“You’re so tight,” Naruto murmurs, pulling his finger back before pushing it in again. Kakashi’s wet enough that it isn’t too much of a struggle, so he slips a second finger inside, listening to his breath stutter, his hips jerk, and watching the way his breasts shift as he pants, chest rising and falling, his entire body flushed. He scissors, dick throbbing at the sensation of how tight his cunt was, walls reluctant to stretch, to allow him entrance, and his fingers begin to rock back and forth, pushing in deeper with each thrust. Kakashi’s mouth parts, a groan escaping him as he shivers. “You like this, don’t you? You like having your cunt filled. The slightest penetration is getting you excited.”
“I don’t-“
He pushes harder, deeper, faster. Kakashi’s cut off, a whimper escaping him instead, and Naruto smirks, so pleased to see Kakashi losing all of his control. He doesn’t need to be so in control, not anymore, not with Naruto taking charge, to take care of him, to make him feel good, safe, and loved.
“This is what you need, what you want. You’ve been waiting for a real man to give it to you. You’ve been waiting for me.” He punctuates his words with a hard, deep thrust, adoring the sound Kakashi made. “Let me take care of you.”
A third finger pushes inside. Naruto moans at the feeling of Kakashi clenching around him, the soft whimper that escapes his throat, the flush along his soft cheeks and down his chest. “You’re so tight, have you ever even fingered yourself?”
Kakashi flushes brighter, eyes darting away in embarrassment. Naruto can figure out the truth quite clearly; Kakashi, despite his literature taste, was rather prude. Coupled with the fact he was pretty depressed during puberty, then busy raising a child, it’s not exactly a surprise to learn he really hasn’t masturbated that much. It makes his balls ache with the knowledge that the first person to penetrate him really is Naruto, that not even Kakashi had explored himself before today.
“I-“ Kakashi starts, stuttering from embarrassment and from the way Naruto thrusts into his tight cunt. “It’s not- don’t talk so crudely…”
Naruto smirks, crooking his fingers, searching for a new angle. A thrust later has Kakashi’s cunt clenching almost painfully hard, a whine escaping him, thighs quivering, knees shaking, and Naruto grins, realizing he’s found his g-spot. He pinches his clit the same time he intentionally ruts back against his sweet spot, adoring the way Kakashi squirms, not fighting to get away but overstimulated with hot pleasure, lips parted to pant, pupils dilated so wide his eyes look completely black. “Ah…”
“That’s right,” Naruto coos. “Only I can make you feel so good, because I love you so much. Can you feel how wet you are? How hot you are? It’s clear you feel the same. You want me just as bad.”
Naruto thrusts a few more times before slowly slipping his fingers back out, half afraid he might push Kakashi to an orgasm too early if he continues teasing with how worked up he was getting. Besides that, he thinks Kakashi is stretched enough that his first time should be pleasant, and Naruto himself is throbbing painfully, begging to push his cock into him already. Kakashi’s hips subconsciously chase after his fingers, his cunt begging to stay filled, and Kakashi doesn’t even notice how desperate he’s become, a low groan escaping him as Naruto drags along his walls.
With the hand covered in his arousal, Naruto jerks his cock a few times, catching Kakashi’s attention. His eyes widen slightly at the sight of his cock, flushing almost painfully, and Naruto shifts, sliding his cock between his thighs, rutting against his cunt without slipping in, content for a moment to slip between his folds, mindlessly rutting against him. The slightest friction is sending a burning heatwave throughout his body, and he can’t wait to finally push inside, to take Kakashi as his own, forever.
“Stop-“ Kakashi begins, but Naruto doesn’t want to hear it, leaning forward to kiss him. It’s soft and sweet, and Kakashi doesn’t even try to bite him, only tries to pull away. But it’s just a distraction, and it seems to work.
Naruto guides his cock to Kakashi’s hole properly as they lock lips, and it isn’t until the head of his dick is pressing against his entrance that Kakashi reacts, jerking harshly, finally managing to break the kiss. Naruto presses his hip down to steady him, his other hand helping him guide his cock, and he groans feeling the wet heat of his perfect cunt for the first time.
“Stop,” Kakashi orders. “Stop right now!”
“Don’t be nervous,” Naruto murmurs. “I know they say the first time can hurt, but I’ll make sure you feel good. I love you.”
“Please.” Kakashi’s voice cracks, desperation truly leaking through. “I don’t want to do this with you.”
“Don’t worry. You’ll like it.”
Naruto pushes forward, groaning as the tip of his cock bullies its way inside. Kakashi squirms, Naruto keeping him steady as he feeds his greedy cunt, pushing in half way before sliding out. It’s easier to push inside the second time, and soon Naruto manages to slowly push all the way inside to the hilt of his cock, adoring the weak sounds Kakashi makes as he’s filled, his pretty cunt stuffed full at last.
He’s utterly enchanting like this, droopy eyes hazed over with wide pupils. His lips were parted slightly as he pants, puffy and glossy from their last kiss. His cheeks were flushed the same shade of pink as his cute lips and hard nipples, his chest heaving, causing his tits to sway. He was perfect like this, debauched by Naruto’s thick cock, a sight that no one else ever had the privy of seeing before. So vulnerable, so sweet- a sight that had to be protected; a sight that Naruto would swear could only be seen by him.
“Beautiful,” Naruto murmurs, unable to help himself, a hand reaching up to trace along Kakashi’s jaw. “You’re so beautiful. Let me take care of you, the way beautiful things should be.”
Naruto begins to thrust, trying to figure out a proper pace. He’s a little clumsy, considering this is his first time as well, and the execution of the theory he learned through a lifetime of watching and reading porn only helps so much in the real world, but he eventually begins to steady. Kakashi is tight, but he doesn’t face much resistance, and Naruto wonders if the trope about hymens was unrealistic or not. The slide is made easy with how wet Kakashi is, and once Naruto manages to pace himself, he allows himself to try to multitask.
He appreciates the view of Kakashi, jostled by his thrusting, weakly moaning every time Naruto pushes all the way inside, his small breasts bouncing, enticing Naruto as they jiggle. He’s been wanting to do this for awhile, ever since Jiraiya made a vague comment about Kakashi having breastfed Naruto when he was an infant. Naruto wanted to prove himself as a man, not as a child, but this was a craving he couldn’t dare to fight off when so close at hand.
He leans forward, eagerly nuzzling Kakashi’s breasts, kissing one before licking a lewd stripe along the round of it. His tongue flicks out, tracing his darker areola, relishing the feel of his pussy tightening in response. He licks his nipple, encouraging it to stay pebbled, before enveloping it with his mouth, latching on and gently suckling, curious but soon enthusiastic, cheeks hollowing, pressure mounting.
Kakashi clenched, almost painfully hard, as Naruto began to suckle at his breast, a whiny keen escaping from the back of his throat as his hips bucked. Naruto groaned, cock leaking with fulfilling a fantasy, and at Kakashi’s reaction, clearly just as aroused as he was. The rough texture of his tongue twirled around his hard nipple, making Kakashi writhe.
“Naruto-“
The way he practically moaned his name almost had Naruto orgasming then. Breathy, desperate, sweet with strained desire- before Kakashi could further complain, Naruto bit his breast, teeth bruising the soft, fatty flesh, earning a sound suspiciously close to a squeal, Kakashi jerking beneath him. Naruto’s teeth grazed his nipple, making his cunt clench at the danger, before he slid further away, biting down once more, leaving behind the impression of his teeth with bruising force.
He switched to his other breast, tongue laving at his nipple while one of his hands shifts positions. He traces Kakashi’s ribcage before dipping further down, ghosting his crotch before settling into the heat of his pussy, rubbing circles towards the top of it. Kakashi cries out, obviously overstimulated as Naruto begins to grind against his swollen clit, friction building as he fingers move faster. Kakashi’s mouth drops open, a small line of drool slipping down his chin as he truly loses control of himself, overwhelmed by the pleasure Naruto provides, assaulting him on three fronts.
His cunt is tight, a vice against his cock. Naruto’s eagerness only grows, and the enthusiastic bucking of his hips gains speed, pounding his pretty cunt hard and fast. His tongue flicks at his nipple, teeth grazing his areola, while his fingers pinch at his clit, tugging a little meanly at his rosy bud. Kakashi grips the headboard tight, the bed rocking slightly as Naruto pushes in hard and fast, chasing that tight heat and delectable friction, his eyes squeezed shut, weak sounds escaping him as Naruto thrusts inside, forcing moans out of him as he takes him.
This was better than his wildest dreams, better than any of his masturbation fantasies. Kakashi was perfect, squeezing him so tightly, his cunt begging him to stay, to keep him filled, to make sure he’s never empty again. It’s so easy to bully his cunt, to push inside, to dominate, to conquer, and Naruto’s only regret is not doing this sooner. It’s so obvious how deprived Kakashi was, waiting for a real man to give him what he needs, waiting for someone to treat him like he deserves, to be worshiped, adored, and so wholly loved.
“I love you,” Naruto murmured against his breath, mindless but true, enraptured by the fact he was making such a dream come true. “I love you, I love you.”
He suckles at his breast, tongue fondling his perky nipple. His fingers tug at his puffy clit, and his hips shift as they roll, pushing at a new angle. Kakashi mewls, a sound so decadent Naruto’s balls ache, Kakashi writhing beneath him, his cunt almost painfully tight as it clenched on his dick, a vice demanding he stay put, to rut against the sweet spot he had found. Naruto grins, eagerly obliging, grinding against his g-spot, his pace growing sloppy and frantic as he approaches an orgasm.
“Does this feel good?” Naruto coos, enamored with the way Kakashi’s body responds, his hips jerking towards his cock instinctively now, desperate to be fucked, to be filled, to be completed.
“I don’t-“ Kakashi tries, Naruto taking it as a challenge, thrusting into him hard, making his denial bleed into a whimper.
“You do,” Naruto murmurs. “You want this just as badly as I do. You’ve been waiting for someone worthy to want you, to take you. You want to be taken care of, to be loved, to be protected. You’ve spent so much of my life doing all of that for me. You deserve it, too. You deserve to be loved.”
His lashes are wet, his eyes are glassy. The words cut deeper than Kakashi would ever want to acknowledge, but while Kakashi has known Naruto all his life, Naruto has known Kakashi for just as long. It’s human nature to want all of these things, and Kakashi, despite what many think about him, is so human it hurts, so soft despite his hard demeanor, so weak despite his strength. Kakashi kept loosing his pillars of support until he stopped bothering to build them, isolating himself and becoming so independent he became untouchable.
But Naruto could see right through him. Kakashi is tired of being handled like a weapon. He wants to be touched gently, sweetly, like something fragile and worth protecting. Naruto can give him that.
“You love me,” Naruto says, a solid fact, because if he didn’t, Kakashi would be doing much worse than simply denying Naruto’s affections. Kakashi loved him, subconsciously begging for an encounter like this, begging for Naruto to take charge and to prove his own wants to him. “You want me. I know you do. I’m the only one worthy enough to touch you, to love you. I’m the only one who ever could.”
Naruto presses a soft kiss against his jaw, down his collar, across his chest, and against his breast. His tongue flicks at his nipple, before he orders, “Come for me.”
He bites his breast, pinches his clit, and thrusts into his cunt at the same time, rutting against his g-spot. Kakashi whines, body tensing, toes curling, and Naruto is rewarded with Kakashi’s acceptance, reaching his peak at last, squirting messily, thighs stained with his arousal, cunt drooling, clenching so tight Naruto can’t move.
Kakashi’s submission has Naruto quickly reach his own peak, the heat in his groin overwhelming as he finally orgasms, spilling his seed deep within his cunt. His walls are tight, milking him for every last drop, and Naruto rocks himself into his cunt, chasing that sweet friction, eager to rut into him even during his orgasm. Kakashi goes limp beneath him, hands letting go of the headboard, body limber and pliant, chest rising and falling as he pants, eyes dreamy and half lidded, his face flushed pink.
Naruto finished, his stamina finally crashing, groaning lowly as he felt overstimulated at last. He situated himself deep within his cunt, content to let Kakashi warm him, and settled himself on top of him, snuggling against Kakashi, hands settled on his waist, his head buried in his shoulder.
“You really are perfect,” Naruto says, fondly kissing his cheek.
Kakashi is silent, still. His voice is soft when he asks, “If you’re done, won’t you untie me?”
“Oh, we’re not done. This was just my opening argument. We have all night to continue.”
Naruto kissed his jaw. Kakashi remained silent.