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<<audio "heavensyolk" loop play>> <<set $gameact to "I">> <<set $gamescene to 1>> <<type 65ms>> A CAT THAT LIKES DOGS THAT LIKE CATS <</type>><<type 65ms>> even a dog can learn to be a cat. or is it reversed? HOW NOW, WHAT'S THAT? <</type>> <<nobr>><div class="choices"> <<link '<div class="choice-item">WHAT-S THIS, HOW-S THAT?</div>' 'IAM'>><</link>> </div><</nobr>>

<<type 70ms>> when kakashi sees obito again, he thinks he's dreaming, he must be mistaken, the black ouppy-dog boy he fell in love with and who he literally and not-so-silently got crushed (got obito crushed / AND got crushed by him, a two for one, if you will) CANNOT be here, before him, right now, right here, like this. kakashi has to be mistaken, or dead, or hysterical. BECAUSE OBITO IS WALKING TOWARDS HIM, AND KAKASHI IS SO OVERWHELMED WITH GUILT IT FLUSHES HOT THROUGH HIS ENTIRE BODY LIKE A POISON, LIKE A DREAM THAT EXHILIRATES AND SICKENS HIM IN EQUAL MEASURE, as he feels the seams of his body psychosomatically (SYMPATHETICALLY) split himself in half. kakashi is alone in the rain eaten alive by the persistence of fireflies when he sees obito walking towards him in simple (but subtly sturdy, combat-ready) clothing half-hidden by a black cloak that mutes the color of his spiky hair, and obito is wearing gloves, and obito is like kakashi never imagined him when he would be thirty. the smell of wet grass and raindew and summer heat and humidity and the unique fragrance of damp bark and lush earth that comes with proximity to a forest...and the gravestone. the cold stone. and obito's name on that stone. and obito's face, smiling in a way that doesn't reach his eyes, his eye...on the right side, where unusually white skin warps and spins like a whirlpool twisting his face into two where it fuses, and obito is //big// now, unlike kakashi's sleek and slender frame...that comes with the vacuum sealing of muscles to skin and bone, from eating poorly, from being alone... obito is big now, sturdy, and masculine in the way of boys that have long become men, fully grown, (KAKASHI NEVER GOT TO WATCH OBITO GROW, HE DOESN'T KNOW WHAT OR HOW MANY DAYS HE HAS SPENT ALONE), and obito is enormously handsome, he has always been, and kakashi's heart picks up and races and sweats, kakashi swallows as he is horrified with guilt and the twisted ember of lust that ignites in his gut, wanting wanting wanting obito beyond want, beyond measure, beyond comprehension, only instinct and long-held boyish desire before he had such a name for such things, or a comprehension of what it //meant// to have an inclication towards men...that looked like he imagined. obito would have become. and he imagined poorly, and fucked poorly (was fuckedhurt like he deserved it, choosing only men that Would hurt him, men that looked like obito and that would hurt him, his only two requirements for accepting a proposition in a certain kind of silent bar where there were certain methods of flagging...understood here and far) kakashi trembles, half with delirious excitement thinking obito //MIGHT// fuckhurt him like he deeply craves and desires beyond comprehension, beyond measure, in the unfathomable deep cavities of himself, the spaces he barely understands, it makes him so //happy// to think and to delirium-dream he might be serving obito in these ways, so then he can atone, for breaking his promise. to a dying boy to protect the girl he loved. KAKASHI BROKE HIS PROMISE TO THE BOY HE LOVED WHO WANTED TO PROTECT THE GIRL he LOVED. and the sickening part, the part that sickens him, that makes him think he deserves punishment and to be hurt by those men and to ASK to be hurt by those men because after he feels a little bit better in the silence of rumination where he doesn't have to obsess about how guilty he is and how sickening awful because. because he is kind of glad rin is dead. he is kind of glad because now obito can only choose him. OBITO DOESN'T HAVE TO LOVE HIM, kakashi thinks, half-fevered with fantasy. //he just has to fuck me.// but then the terror overcomes him as obito's tenderblack eye looks straight through him to his deep vermin heart. and kakashi is petrified. KAKASHI: obito... OBITO: KAKASHI, DID YOU MISS ME? (laughs) KAKASHI: (trembles) OBITO: let me give you a little riddle, kakashi <3, what happens to a boy that's lost all hope innumerous times to the point he had only a dream of creating a dreamworld and destroying the one that destroyed his body, but more to the point the only symbol of hope and happiness he as a boy-child ever had, and then some. now, tell me, kakashi-kun, what do you think happens? KAKASHI: (hands shaking) (whispers) he comes back to the village he grew up in. OBITO: good boy, kakashi. <3 and what does he do then? KAKASHI: he...he kills... OBITO: oh, you know already? about minato-sensei and kushina-san? the kyuubi i released? ruining an infant's life, cursing him to have the same crane-tail childhood as mine, ha! HA! down to the point of having the same stupid dream of becoming hokage someday. isn't it funny? kakashi collapses and curls up on the ground in front of the gravestone obito's name is carved into, trembling in front of the man himself, and then he relaxes completely, falling in an obesiant position (OBEDIENT) as his bones go lax and his muscles release all tension as he lies limply curled in a ball over his knees. OBITO: kakashi? how interesting. tell me what you are doing. KAKASHI: didn't you come to kill me. i didn't keep my promise. I KILLED HER. and with your eye...i failed to see, or wish-make, the hopeful, grateful world...and only bloodshed made. OBITO: (abruptly) I DON'T CARE ABOUT ANY OF THAT. tell me, what happened to 'kakashi the genius' why is 'kakashi of sharingan' such a piss-poor excuse of a living thing? WHY ARE YOU, OF ALL THINGS, LIVING LIKE VERMIN? Get Up. fight for your fucking life. KAKASHI, limply, heart steady, breathing more relaxed than its ever been, since, since: i would be really happy if you killed me, obito. kakashi didn't know if obito died that day. but he must have. and if he survived he would condemn kakashi like he is doing now, for living like waste, for living like scum, like vermin. kakashi remembers that day even beyond remembering, it is burnt into the circuits of his brain. kakashi, the raikiri, rin throwing herself into it, using kakashi as a tool for her own sacrifical suicide, and obito, obito, obito. the boy kakashi fought and derided and dismissed and wanted to strangle and kiss and kiss and kiss, whose attention he fucking craved every single day obito had been goggling at rin while ambling up always late as ever to anything he ever went, not taking school seriously, nodding off in class, and happily chatting nonstop...kakashi always wanted him to shut the fuck up. but he also never wanted him to stop. young teenage kakashi heard obito's crackling tender voice go on and on about inconsequential happinesses and silly rambling things and young teenage kakashi wanted to wrap his hands around obito's throat and pull until he shut up and he also wanted to bruise him, mark him up, and he also wanted...wanted to cradle the nape of his neck and kiss him so so sweetly, so tenderly, obito would crave HIM and not rin, who was kind and measured, but who measured and reserved her greatest kindnesses for //kakashi//. rin conserving her greatest kindnesses and longing pitiful doe eyes for //kakashi// instead of returning obito's puppy like attention and loyalty and devotion made kakashi hate himself most of all for being a target of unwanted affection, because every ounce of affection rin reserved for Him, HATAKE KAKASHI, obito despised him more for, and kakashi hated that obito hated him because rin liked him best...KAKASHI HATED RIN FOR MAKING OBITO HATE HIM. if rin could have redirected her attention to obito. and if obito could have been happy. kakashi would have been happy, seeing obito's happiness, feeding him in a feedback loop of just being able to watch obito be happy making him happy and also sickened with himself, with guilt, for not confessing, and for wanting obito so so much, for wanting to be obito's girlfriend, to be the girl obito wanted, but he is a boy and a genius and that makes him so ugly in obito's eyes, irredeemably ugly, it did, and is, and was, and so teenage kakashi was so flooded with emotion... but also relief. and hatred most of all. when he killed rin. OF COURSE THE HORROR STRUCK HIM DEEP. but secretly he also felt relief. //if obito survives...he will only have me.// but of course no one found obito's corpse. the corpse kakashi knew he left behind. obito begging to leave him to die. the right side of his body crushed by the boulder. his left eye an empty socket. //a gift,// binding him to obito forevermore. forevermore. more precious than the girl he adored. //SEE, RIN, I'M MORE PRECIOUS THAN THE GIRL HE ADORED.// but such ugly things faded in the wake and extremity of guilt. the immensity of guilt that floods him still. obito was stupid. and happy. but not once was he ever not observant. obito must know, he must. he must already see, and know, as though he knew, and threw...threw kakashi away, because if he's been alive all these years, when kakashi is almost thirty now, and obito, obito...he grew up so beautifully, and strong, and handsome, viciously handsome...//THANK GOD HE'S THE LAST THING I'LL SEE BEFORE I DIE!// //thank heaven. an unforgiving heaven. that there is still justice, that obito may kill me, and i may accept this death in peace, as right, and just, and true. thank you, heaven.// KAKASHI WAITS FOR THE KILLING BLOW. obito steps on his shoulder and nudges kakashi's cheek with the toe of his boot. "kakashi, are you such vermin you'll lie in the dirt and wait to die?" "aren't you angry with me," kakashi breathes, his tongue thick in his mouth like it's forgotten language. "shouldn't you take your revenge." obito crouches down and pinches kakashi's cheek between his gloved hands. kakashi can feel the warmth of his hands and leans into the glove. "kakashi, kakashi. DON'T YOU KNOW? living is the worst revenge." kakashi says nothing, and lets his head fall where obito drops it. nothing matters anymore. obito's will for his life is his life, simple and pure. THE WORLD IS NOT BLACK AND WHITE. but it can be, it is easier for it to be, an easy world creates a malleable (AND OBEDIENT!) ninja, and a tool is not supposed to think, it is simply supposed to kill and then die on command. "you decide," kakashi murmurs mildly. "if i live or die, obito. if you take back your eye, if you kill me, if you tell me to live, i will do whatever you say. I OWE IT TO YOU. i owe everything i am to you. your eye. your sharingan. team 7." "kakashi-kun <3, is this a confession?" kakashi: it is a gift. <</type>> <<nobr>><div class="choices"> <<link '<div class="choice-item">OBITO: IF THIS IS A GIFT I-D LIKE TO RETURN IT</div>' 'return'>><</link>> </div><</nobr>>

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<<type 70ms>> OBITO once wished for kakashi to suffer. but after seeing him like this, shaking on the wet ground, nose to the grass, trembling like a wet cat... obito decided to take him home. kamui'ing into kakashi's apartment, bathing a limp and pliant and barely coherent kakashi, noticing and not noticing deliberately SO not noticing doing SUCH a GOOD and GREAT job of not noticing kakashi's flush and erection during the totally nonsexual shower obito was giving him, the TOTALLY nonsexual shower and COMPLETELY nonsexual thoughts obito was having about the white milky expanse of kakashi's skin, all his scars, the way his body pinks with heat (AND DESIRE! FOR HIM!!!!! OF ALL THINGS) and, like, obito did a good job, a good and responsible job, for as fucked up a guy-thing he is, by washing kakashi responsibly. and NOT touching or staring at his sticky cock. and NOT thinking TOO hard about how easy and how GOOD kakashi would cum for him. how kakashi was gagging for it, panting, WAITING for it and getting hotter just WAITING for obito to touch him and MAKE HIM CUM. obito was sooo not thinking about that and he was doing a GREAT job of keeping his clothes on including his boner-hiding cloak and pants and tunic getup, GREAT thinking on that one boss, and obito locked the door to leave kakashi to dress in his tiny threadbare apartment, and obito tapped his foot, waiting outside the door, the apartment is cold for summer, there's temperature-regulation seals on the walls, expertly done of course, as kakashi is always expert at anything he does, now that he is KAKASHI OF SHARINGAN (THANKS TO HIM!! OBITO'S DOING!!) but... obito can't seem to express it very well, but the room is kind of like a refrigerator, or a coffin. kakashi emerges from the bathroom, still not wearing any clothes, eyes hazy and disoriented, and he stumbles and falls to his knees, fidgeting and twisting but keeping his head down, the silver hair dripping, his hitai-ate completely off, his left-eye obediently shut, and eyes kept low. it pisses obito off. OBITO: KAKASHI. WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU. kakashi: you're going to kill me, aren't you? OBITO: ...NO! kakashi, wry: you've never been a very convicing liar. OBITO: I'M A LOT OF THINGS NOW. THAT YOU DONT' KNOW. obito fidgets himself, watching kakashi's hands relax on his knees as he lazily looks up with pursed lips and half-lidded, seductress eyes. kakashi's not even trying to hide his hard, fucking cock. it is leaking pearly drips of clear, translucent fluid. and it is the perfect size. because obito is always a little stupid around kakashi, he opens his mouth and something fucking moronic blurts out. OBITO: DO YOU WANT TO HAVE SEX. kakashi, sly: no, you took me home and made me shower rand stripped me naked just because you didn't want to fuck me. OBITO: I'M A GENTLEMAN, EXCUSE YOU. kakashi stops smiling. then he blinks and smiles softly and dazedly again. kakashi: you can be honest. you can be whatever you want with me. i can take it. i deserve it, after all. anything. obito: ??? kakashi. (WOULD I BE LYING IF I SAID I NEVER THOUGHT OF HURTING YOU? YES! DO I ACTUALLY WANT TO HURT YOU! ...ALSO YES! but also no.) kakashi, seeing that this is taking too long, and having used his 'assets' in one or two missions before, stands up and clings to obito, rubbing up against him like a humping dog, obito half-consciously putting an arm around kakashi's smooth, smooth back and resting the heel of his hand on the swell of kakashi's ass. kakashi twines their fingers together and pulls off obito's gloves, sucking on his fingers with a moan, fucking his own throat with them. obito has thick hands, he grew up all kind of thick all around, and kakashi makes the most of it, lifting his swan neck and sucking as far as he could go. kakashi grabs obito's hand and digs it into his ass, and then he works on getting obito out of his clothes. obito: ...??? every thought flies out of obito's head at the realization kakashi is using obito's body as a weapon to hurt himself. obito DOES want to hurt kakashi. but obito, watching kakashi seduce him as dazedly and feverishly as a glittering knife...sets HIMSELF aside, sets himself and all desire aside, watching his old, beloved friend...slip his hand inside his clothes and undo every tie and fasten, holding kakashi's wrist and he deftly disrobes obito until they're both standing in nothing and there's no more hiding obito's //INTEREST// in such things, watching kakashi watch his cock bob and licking his lips. as kakashi is about to open his mouth and fall to his knees, obito grabs him by both wrists, and kakashi releases his weight, going limp and hanging by obito's grip. OBITO: WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU???? kakashi: it didn't look like you knew what to do. perhaps you may even be 'a virgin,' obito. OBITO: I'M NOT, WELL, I, IT'S NONE OF YOUR FUCKING BUSINESS. I'VE BEEN BUSY! GETTING MY HOPES CRUSHED AND WHATEVER THE FUCK ELSE, STOLEN UP BY DEAD UCHIHAS, MASQUERADING AS DEAD UCHIHAS, GETTING FUCKING MANIPULATED BY BARK-MASTER CREATURE HELLGUYS. I'VE BEEN BUSY, OK!!! kakashi: fuck my mouth, obito. use me. obito: no, i'm. i'm not. LISTEN, KAKASHI. I WAS GOING TO HURT YOU BUT THEN I FUCKING CHANGED MY MIND, YOU'RE GODDAMN INSANE, AND I'M, WELL MAYBE, I, I MIGHT FUCK YOU, BUT NOT UNTIL WE TALK ABOUT. THE IT. i might fuck you but not until we talk about the it. because i...FUCK, SHIT. obito: you know you're so fucked up you make me look like a good person. obito: you're so fucked up you make me want to be a good person. kakashi: i don't care. you can do anything to me. anything. i'll do anything For you. just keep me, have me. just keep me, stay with me, obito. and when you get bored, you can just kill me. and throw away my corpse like the wasted scumrot existence it is. I'VE BEEN DREAMING OF IT, obito. this is how i make it right. this is how i make everything right. i didn't...I DIDN'T THINK IT WOULD HAPPEN. but this is how i make everything right. obito: it doesn't work like that. obito: you do a bad thing and then you live with it until you die. obito: i would know. i have done many bad things. obito: but letting me hurt you sexually isn't, well ok it MIGHT be the answer, but we should...DO YOU UNDERSTAND? i, i've, fuck, YES, i'm, maybe, somewhat...a...virgin...BUT even i know. i have. obito: if you say a word, pick a word, if you say this word then you're telling me to stop and i'll stop. YOU MUST FUCKING SAY THE WORD, KAKASHI. if you are feeling bad. YOU HAVE TO SAY IT. kakashi, honestly: i won't. obito: ...kakashi. you're not making this easy. kakashi: i'm not a human being, so you shouldn't treat me like one, obito. i'm the worst vermin, the worst scum. my life has the value of waste. it is useless and serves no function and is disgusting and base. obito...has no words for, this, this thing kakashi has become. a writhing mass of (sexual) self-loathing and desire and hatred, and the result of hatred, for the past decade and a half, such that obito realizes the imaginings hatake kakashi has put himself through, the dead wringer of grief and guilt and a horrifying, deep, suicidality with a refusal to follow his father yet becoming a replica of him... ANY VIOLENCE OBITO BORE KAKASHI...withers away at the realization there is no greater violence than what kakashi has been doing to himself. <</type>> <<nobr>><div class="choices"> <<link '<div class="choice-item">kakashi: so? what-re you waiting for?</div>' 'waitingfor'>><</link>> </div><</nobr>>

<<type 70ms>> kakashi: so? what're you waiting for? the terror in his body settles to a deep, deep thrill as he imagines how many ways obito can betray his trust. nothing gets obito harder than the thought of someone betraying his trust. unfortunately, the only reason for that is not obito himself but someone he 'dated' (FUCKED) to get rid of the obito buzzing in his head. kakashi has an eidetic memory. HE FORGETS NOTHING. and can forget nothing. so he doesn't...he doesn't forget, but can't bring himself to remember, either, the fraught complexity of desire of a man whose name he "can't" remember either who held him and hurt him in subequal measure, whose betrayed kakashi's trust and threw him to be used and hurt (FUCKED) by other men, kakashi still so loyal to him, and afraid, thinking that obito...KNOWING THAT OBITO WOULD HAVE NEVER DONE THIS TO HIM. but it still took kakashi so long to leave because he didn't know if obito would have done that to him or not. OBITO IS AN UCHIHA AFTER ALL. and they are deeply, deeply possessive men. obito would have wanted him enough that he wouldn't let, force, make kakashi be hurt by other men //I'M NOT TRYING TO BE HERE ALL NIGHT,// grabbing kakashi by the throat and throwing him on the bed to be chained up and used. //you don't even need those chains, do you?// unlocking him and leaving him there because he knew kakashi would stay, obey. kakashi became law-abiding and obedient to the extreme, the most perfect ninja, after his father died. and after obito...OBITO. but obito is here now, and kakashi is naked on his knees from where obito gently pried him away and kakashi fell naturally into position, head down. but fractious at the thought...at the thought that WHILE OBITO IS AN UCHIHA AFTER ALL! that obito might still not want him enough to keep him. and that obito might really have done the same as the man kakashi "dated" //(who didn't want him, really)// and who... KAKASHI: obito, if, if you... OBITO: ? KAKASHI: obito, if, if you ever...needed me to Prove how, how good i could be, with other. other, i would. i would do it, of course i would, you know? I WOULD DO IT. OBITO: WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?? KAKASHI: my...ah, basis of sexual experience, you could say, resides...mostly in one man, who...WELL, AS YOU KNOW, there's no sense in keeping trash... OBITO: (FACE TWISTS, CLENCHING HIS FISTS) is he dead. Kakashi, is he dead. KAKASHI: (frowns) he, he was a ninja, so probably...one way or another...HE, ah, didn't want to keep me for keeps...HE BRAGGED THAT HE COULD HAVE, IF HE WANTED TO, but he didn't, he didn't want to...i don't remember his name anyway. OBITO: ...you have an eidetic memory. KAKASHI: haha, yes, i do, don't i. OBITO: tell me what he did to you, kakashi. i won't be him again. obito presses kakashi's face into his hands, kneeling in front of him, and kakashi relaxes so completely into his hold, in utter bliss, humming as he rubs his cheek against obito's large, warm palms, in complete and utter satisfaction in his crescent-turned eyes. OBITO: kakashi... KAKASHI: that feels good, obito. mmn...thank you. OBITO: tell me about him. tell me what happened, what he did. KAKASHI: mmn, he, he fucked...he fucked me, of course. OBITO: and? KAKASHI: i, um, he said...HE CARED ABOUT ME, I THINK, I THINK HE DID, or maybe i just, wanted him to, because he looked, a little like you. he looked like an uchiha, i don't think he was. but he had the uchiha dark, dark eyes...the dark and forbidding eyes and the black, thick, spiky hair...down to the smell of fire and smoke...mmn, but you always smelled like fresh flame and he always smelled like, like an arsonist, like chemical flame... obito caresses kakashi's face, kissing him as a reward, and kakashi's cock jumps and he stretches his swan neck forward, preening in thrill, kissing obito so so adoringly. obito is treating him so well...//you were always right, kakashi. that obito is your true master, not like that fake who...who didn't even want to keep you for keeps, didn't want to keep you, always said dismissively he didn't have time for you Yet, but lied, was always lying, it was always Yet, and how could he...// //you knew, how could he not have time for you, as an off-duty jounin who did guard assignments at most...while you were anbu, kakashi, you were the anbu leader, the perfect sword...// OBITO: (smacks him to a loud gasp, kakashi's eyes bursting open) come back to me, kakashi. KAKASHI: (whimpers, wagging his tail) obito...OBITO I DON'T EVEN CARE IF THIS IS A, A GENJUTSU, YOU CAST ON ME, OR SOMETHING, SOMEONE, THAT SOMETHING, SOMEONE CAST ON ME. i don't want to leave. OBITO: maybe that's enough, kakashi. almost enough. tell me, what did he, you mentioned others. did he force you to take others? KAKASHI: mmn, yes, sometimes. sometimes. he just wanted to, to. he didn't have, he said he didn't have time...but he always, he never had time to hold me in the night. HE DIDN'T WANT SCUM LIKE ME ENOUGH. but he always had time to fuck me like a bitch, talking shit about breeding me but pity he couldn't, though he'd always talk about it...I DIDN'T LIKE IT VERY MUCH; IT WAS SCARY. KAKASHI: um, but he...he had this fantasy, about...breeding me to other men, sometimes, and he. ah, he, he made it come true, once or twice. KAKASHI: he said he was, he always said he was going to make it quick, he wasn't about to be there all night. KAKASHI: but sometimes it took all night anyway. KAKASHI: KISS? kakashi closes his eyes and lifts his face up for a kiss, obito's hands trembling as they stroke his neck, kakashi brings his hands up to wrap obito's hands around his neck, nodding his okay, his lips slightly parted. obito, quietly: i'm sorry, kakashi. i'm sorry i left you. i'm sorry i didn't come back. kakashi, shaking his head: mm-nn. it's my fault. i wasn't worth coming back for. obito, stroking kakashi's lip with his thumb while kakashi sucks on it: that's not true. obito wraps kakashi in his arms, stretching his legs out into a V and settling kakashi between them, stroking his cock slowly while kakashi stretches and moans, breathy with laughter and delight, loose-limbed and blissed out, affectionately rubbing his cheek against any part of obito he can reach, grinding his ass back on obito's cock, which obito doesn't pay any mind to, whispering instead into kakashi's ear from behind, stroking him and checking him for any injuries on that back. "kakashi?" "obito," hatake kakashi moans. "shh, everything's going to be alright now. everything's going to be alright." kakashi leans back for a kiss, wrapping an arm back around obito's head. obito kisses him, stroking his cock while kakashi shivers and moans. "obito," kakashi urges. "obito, obito." "cum for me, kakashi, cum when you're ready." kakashi shakes his head, gasping when obito massages the sensitive spot just under the head of his cock, trembling and shaking with the effort not to cum. KAKASHI: obito, you, you have to punish me. OBITO: why? tell me why, kakashi. KAKASHI SHAKES HIS HEAD. "because i deserve it. you, you got crushed by that boulder because of me, i, i didn't keep your promise, i..." kakashi trembles, full-body shaking, cold, because it floods back to him everything he failed to do, he is a failure of a human being, because he is a dog. konoha's dog. OBITO BITES HIS EAR, AND KAKASHI JOLTS with the warm breath and spark of pain as obito bites down the column of his neck, leaving sharp bruises, the imprint of his teeth, and then laving his tongue over them to soothe him. kakashi shivers, grabbing for obito's arms. OBITO: i forgive you, kakashi. you've done enough. you've suffered enough. obito kisses kakashi's neck, licking the sweat off as kakashi writhes, his entire body wet with sweat, still steamy-fragrant from the shower, obito irresistably touching him all over, rubbing the sticky wetness all over kakashi's cock and reaching down with his other hand to play with his pouch, and then to tickle his taint. when obito tenderly rubs the head of kakashi's cock and then presses //in// to kakashi's taint, kakashi's entire body jumps, and he cums before he can think not to. his entire mind whites out, and when he realizes obito hasn't cum yet, or hurt him, he panics. he thrashes in obito's arms, and obito lets him go, and then kakashi turns and clings to obito, touching him and trembling. KAKASHI: I'M, I. i shouldn't have, i didn't, you didn't. (kakashi babbles.) OBITO: shh, no, no you did well. you did SO well, kakashi, perfectly, you're perfect. haha, i didn't even think of it...but of course you'd be perfect, mmn, kakashi, you're perfect. KAKASHI SHAKES HIS HEAD. "but you didn't, you're still, i didn't. i, first." OBITO smacks his face hard enough that his teeth hit his lip and his mouth fills with blood, waking him up a bit. "i wanted you to feel good, to cum like that. DON'T THINK ABOUT OTHER MEN WHEN YOU'RE WITH ME. they were replacements, they kept you warm in the bath of your own blood and cum when you were meant to be mine. YOU'RE MEANT TO BE MINE, KAKASHI. i'm here now. so don't think about them." kakashi opens his mouth halfway, uncertain. "obito?" obito strokes kakashi's arms and then runs his fingers thorugh his sweat-wet hair, running his hands over the wetness of thick, humid sweat on kakashi's entire body. murmuring, "you need another shower." kakashi doesn't understand at all. KAKASHI: arent you going to cum? OBITO: maybe, but don't worry about it. it's not your duty right now. ur duty is to feel good. YOU NEED A MISSION, KAKASHI? let me make YOU cum. KAKASHI frowns, upset: you don't want me? kakashi acts coquettishly, fluttering his silvery, sweat-clumped eyelashes low, gasping like he's still catching his breath from the orgasm. he climbs into obito's lap, his own refractory period frighteningly low, already starting to pick up again. KAKASHI: don't want me? not good enough to make you cum? I PROMISE, IT'LL FEEL GOOD. it feels amazing inside me. KAKASHI NIBBLES OBITO'S EAR AS OBITO'S HAND WRAPS AROUND HIS TINY WAIST AND FLATTENS ON HIS BACK. "it'll feel amazing, i promise." OBITO, growling: //KAKASHI.// this isn't a honeypot mission, i'm not. i'm not some mark, i'm not a target. KAKASHI: ik. you're obito. my only best friend. obito picks up kakashi who wraps his legs around obito's waist as obito throws him on kakashi's bed, kakashi rubbing his neck at phantom choking pains from when his...when the impostor hurt him. OBITO, blushing: where's your, you know. stuff. kakashi uncorks a vial of oil from his nightstand and pulls his legs up, holding them in the crooks of his elbows. obito's cock jumps, kakashi's renewed cock, balls, and winking asshole on full display. OBITO: I, KAKASHI!!! obito is blushing all over, flushed deep. obito is honey-skinned, dark for an uchiha, but he has the uchiha deep, devoted eye and the thick, thick hair, down to the garden at the base of his cock. KAKASHI SMILES: obito <3 you're acting like such a virgin <3 OBITO: IT'S BECAUSE I AM!! YOU FUCKING SEX-CRAZED IDIOT!! kakashi blows obito a kiss and winks. it's hard when his sharingan eye is permanently closed. so it mostly looks like he's blinking, but obito laughs and kakashi's chest is buoyed with the completeness of catlike satisfaction. his eyes turn into crescents and obito pins his shoulders down and kisses his face all over, like he can't get enough. kakashi whispers: be rough with me, i like it. obito growls: i think it's because you're a goodsex virgin. kakashi, spitting with laughter: WHAT'S THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN? obito: like ur a virgin to goodsex that isn't about making you bleed as much as you cum. kakashi: WHAT'S A BROKEN BONE OR TWO FOR AN ANBU CAPTAIN. (kakashi laughs, dismissing.) obito, shaking him: SEX ISN'T SUPPOSED TO BE LIKE THAT!!!! kakashi, sniffing: how would you know. you've never had sex, cherry-boy. OBITO: I HAVE COMMON SENSE!!!!!! kakashi, tilting his head coquettishly: sex can be violent AND fun...(probably) obito: yes, it Can. obito wrenches kakashi's wrists above his head. "you're going to keep them there just because you want to be a good kitty for me, don't you?" kakashi's mouth drops on a filthy, surprised moan at the stretch of his arms as obito pins them open. then he picks up kakashi's legs in one arm, folding him half as he slicks up a finger and then slides it into kakashi's asshole. kakashi is so confused and hot all over he can't help the endless stream of whimpers and moans coming out of his throat, he isn't actually used to being //LOUD//, he never thought he would be, he usually made almost no sound except for the screams of pain that were wrenched out of him before, mostly because they were being ripped out of him, often literally. kakashi: obito? obito, adjusting kakashi's legs over so the backs of his knees hook over obito's shoulders, the stretch and burn of his thighs making him pant. "what do you need, kakashi?" kakashi's hands are wrapped around his own wrists, and he frowns, shaking his head. obito, gripping his chin: what does it mean when you do that? kakashi tries to shake his head again, but obito holds him still, slipping a second finger into him so smoothly there is no burn, only a stretch of his asshole unfolding. kakashi's brow wrinkles and he frowns like a spoiled pet. KAKASHI: I DON'T KNOW...I JUST. kakashi shakes his head, and obito lets him. obito: i think you're giving me a yellow. KAKASHI, PANICKED: no, everything is good <3 obito: if it's good, what's wrong, why are you shaking your head. kakashi automatically shakes his head, but he tries to resist halfway. obito catches him though. "YOU'RE CONFUSING ME. ):" kakashi lowers his eyelids and begs for a kiss, opening his mouth. obito: YOU CAN'T GET OUT OF EVERYTHING JUST BY BEING CUTE!! kakashi shrugs, licking his lip, the swish of his tongue slow around the side of his lip that has the irresistable mole just below. obito, blushing, three fingers into his ass: STOP!! obito covers kakashi's face with one big hand and kakashi laughs. kakashi flirts, "who knew such a big man would be so easy to tease." obito knocking his forehead into kakashi's. "I'M NOT, A BIG MAN, I'M. OBITO." kakashi laughs. "o-bi-to <3" kakashi smiles, his eyes crescents, and obito can't resist kissing him stupid. kakashi has Some experience kissing, but not too much. his...the impostor didn't really want kakashi to kiss him back as much as he wanted kakashi to open his mouth while he played with his tongue. admittedly, he wasn't a very good kisser. but obito is a natural. obito pays such attention to what movements of his lips or tongue make kakashi twitch even the slightest with pleasure or make him sigh heatedly or pant hard. //OBITO PAYS ATTENTION.// pulling away, breathless, kakashi says, "if you paid this much attention back in school you wouldn't have been dead last all the time. dobe." obito, simply: kissing you is actually important. kakashi, laughing: hurry and fuck me. kakashi caresses obito's cold, whirlpool cheek before realizing he disobeyed. obito realizes it at the same time and grabs his wrists hard enough he can feel the fine bones grit, and his cock twitches at the realization he'll have obito's handprints on them tomorrow. obito presses kakashi's legs back even farther until he's folded exactly in half, his knees flat with his chest, the burn in his inner thighs telling him he's overdoing it, and kakashi adjusts his knees over obito's shoulders until he's crossing his ankles behind obito's head. obito grins at him evilly, kissing him hard enough his teeth almost meet through the flesh of kakashi's lip, and then he spits the blood back on kakashi's white chest. kakashi's lip HURTS, if he ends up needing stitches sakura will definitely lecture him again. but then obito fucks into him with his fat cock and all thoughts leave kakashi's head as he hiccups lin pleasure. obito keeps working that wound, flooding kakashi's mouth with blood, as he drinks it up as kakashi whines and twists his head and moans whorishly. obito's hand trembles from where it holds kakashi's ass and hips tilted up for him and where he twists his fingers tight around kakashi's thin, narrow wrists. kakashi twists and moans, wanting obito to MOVE already. kakashi pulls out of obito's mouth, panting. "virgin can't take it? virgin gonna cum?" kakashi is talking big and he knows it because HE'S about to cum, his cock spitting out sticky transparent fluid helplessly. his lip hurts so much and he can feel his wrist bones grinding, and he laughs to himself, giggling at the thought of obito being so SURPRISED at broken bones during sex when he's halfway there himself. obito whispers into kakashi's ear, "i think if i touched you right now you'd cum. no, not even. i think if i told you to cum right now, you'd cum. i haven't even gotten started yet." kakashi moans, halfway to a scream, helpless and breathless and writhing. he knows that his advantage in a fight is always speed and precision. he doesn't have much weight to him, and his style of taijutsu is designed towards finishing a battle as soon as possible, since he has middling chakra ranges and a wiry, semi-fragile physical frame. but obito is //big// now, so much heavier than him, so much //stronger//, that even without his mangekyou sharingan in that left eye socket, obito could hurt him seriously without even thinking. //AND THAT THOUGHT MAKES KAKASHI HOT ALL OVER!// kakashi //can't// resist, and it makes him one second away from cumming, the only thing STOPPING him being that he doesn't have permission. kakashi whines, shaking all over, trying not to shake his head. panting open mouthed and begging as obito fucks into him, deep and slow, his eyes hazy with the first true pleasure of his life, and kakashi feels so, so HONORED (and //possessive//) that he's taking obito's first, maybe someday obito will even let kakashi fuck him...kakashi's head lolls to the side, nodding, a sloppy half-there motion, blissed out and cum-hungry. kakashi clenches on obito, and obito fucks deep and hard on accident, so hard and //GOOD// kakashi can feel it in his throat, panting and halfway to screaming again, his entire body soaked in sweat, his cock so so wet, oil dripping out of his ass, he shivers and begs obito with his eyes, biting and sucking on his bloody mouthed lip for another kiss. for permission to cum. obito's mouth is panting hard with pleasure, his hips and rhythm smooth, but his arms shaking with the barely-restrained desire to fuck him and fuck him hard, kakashi doesn't know why he's waiting, kakashi WANTS it, but his toes are curling just like this, with obito controlling the pace and keeping it frustratingly slow, but fucking hard, too. kakashi opens his mouth to ask for a kiss but he can't find the words or his voice, so he whines, brow wrinkling. obito kisses the corner of his mouth, his pupils fill and his sharingan pinwheeling to record every second of kakashi's hunger. "what do you need, kitten?" kakashi arches his neck, trying not to shake his head, but obito catches him. obito kisses his throst, kakashi insane with pleasure and attention and affection, twisting his hand to try and stop himself from cumming, but it's trapped so tight in obito's grip that even more fluid spurts out of his cock to the point he half-thinks he's already cum, but he's still so hard and still so hot. "wanna cum," he mewls. obito sucks on his lip wound and plants bloody kisses all over his cheek. they're both sticky with sweat, kakashi's tears, precum, and blood. kakashi twists his toes and tries to catch his breath, but obito is fucking faster into him, and kakashi can't get a breath in or out, he just keeps crying because it's so good and he doesn't understand it at all, it HURTS, but it's good, too, and what hurts is just his face and his wrists and his thighs and his hips... but his ass feels golden, obito's fat cock bullying its way against his sweet spot. "can you wait for me?" obito whispers. "can kitty wait for me? don't you want to cum together? make my first good?" kakashi cries out, wailing, panting and hissing, he's so EMBARASSED, AND THE HUMILIATION ONLY FUELS THE HORNY, in fact, and he trembles because it's OBITO he's crying out for which makes him louder and spins the 'i'm fucking OBITO' wheel even faster. he's NOT loud during sex, he's NOT, no one has ever seen him like this except the only best friend he'd ever had and whose guilt haunted him still haunts him haunts him still, but not //here,// not now. "can you wait for me, kakashi?" obito pants, fucking him harder. kakashi rubs the wound on his lip with his teeth, hissing and trying not to scream. but he doesn't shake his head. obito cradles his hip and fucks into him faster and harder, relentless and even, setting a punishing pace, and only the obsessive thought spinning in kakashi's head that he has to make obito's first time //PERFECT// is keeping him from cumming, but he also feels trembling and sticky and wet all over, sweat plastering his silver hair to his head, obito's sweat-slick body sticking to his, dripping on his, kakashi's mouth lolling open with a halfway-there motion of remembering to swallow the blood and the saliva so it doesn't drip all over him while he barely keeps his sanity... "wanna cum," kakashi whines, looking at obito pleadingly, like a wet meow. "Don't," obito says meanly, stroking him so he feels insane pleasure and heat in his ass and in his front, and kakashi realizes obito was still taking his revenge after all. kakashi cries, sobbing through it as he tries not to cum, letting obito take his revenge. obito laughs, grinning down at him meanly, and then kakashi's eyes widen with panic, gasping as-- "cum for me," obito growls, spitting out hot semen inside him. kakashi cries and cries through his orgasm, which bucks his hips clean off the bedding, rocking both of them as obito finishes inside of him, spitting white into the deepest cavities inside his body, grinding his hips like he wants to keep every bit inside him. kakashi feels like he's cumming FOREVER, white spitting up onto his abdomen to cover the crust that was left there from the first time. when obito pulls out, kakashi winces at the strange feeling of stickyhotthick loss, and then begins to tremble and keeps trembling. obito's sharingan is still spinning, obito panting heavily, his mouth red with kakashi's blood. kakashi is a MESS, sticky with saliva, sweat, cum, and blood. kakashi moans, whining. his throat HURTS like he'd gotten a cock rammed into it (//not tonight, maybe another time though//) and he feels extremely sore all over, his wrists hot and burning, maybe not a fracture but a sprain. obito picks him up and deposits him into the bathtub, filling it with warm water. kakashi flashes in and out of consciousness, remembering to twist his wrists to see if he even //can// (he can, but it HURTS), and lies limply in the warm water. "going to change the sheets," obito says, kissing kakashi on his seeking mouth. kakashi is just lying in the warm water, doing nothing, completely blank and blissfully sore and also a little confused... obito returns, and he soaps them both up, washing all the fluids off of the both of them, scrubbing kakashi's hair while he dozes, dizzy and clingy and hurt... "your wrists," obito murmurs while he's drying kakashi's hair with the hair dryer, kakashi wrapped up in a yukata, obito wearing nothing because none of kakashi's clothes would fit him anyway. "are they okay?" kakashi obediently curls all his fingers and rotates his wrists with a hard wince when obito asks him to, yawning. "s'fine." "sorry," obito murmurs. "i guess i wasn't paying attention." obito's cheeks are flushed with the heat of the bath, and kakashi surges forward to kiss them, obito's mouth remembering the shape of his and kissing him back, careful not to irritate the wound he bit into kakashi's lip, the blood barely clumped. "you were paying attention to other things," kakashi says, stroking a circle into obito's back. //he'll leave now.// the thought sinks kakashi into an extreme and deep despair and long-familiar horror of abandonment. //but it's natural for him to leave now. OF COURSE HE'LL LEAVE NOW.// //there's no reason for him to stay.// <</type>> <<nobr>><div class="choices"> <<link '<div class="choice-item">HE TOOK HIS REVENGE</div>' 'revenge'>><</link>> </div><</nobr>>

"kakashi?" kakashi shakes his head and walks away before obito can see his face, throwing himself onto the bed with its new pillowcases and a clean, extra comforter and sheets. obito follows kakashi into bed where kakashi has made himself a blanket cocoon. obito: kakashi? can i stay the night? kakashi: ... obito: kakashi? can i stay... kakashi: ... obito, cradling kakashi in his arms from behind: i want to stay. i want to stay the night, i want to stay forever. i should have gone back as soon as i could for you. i thought of you over the years. i thought of you a lot. i thought of you. "i thought you would never forgive me. i thought you would never forgive someone like me, what i wanted to do. i know the konoha-nin won't let me stay here. but there's a wide, vast world outside of konoha. there's so much more outside of konoha." kakashi cries silently. "do you want me, kakashi?" kakashi quietly nods. "then let's go. let's be a part of the world outside of this world that's hurt you so. THERE'S MORE TO THE WORLD THAN KONOHA. there's a lot more. there's more to the world than the world below. this, i know. YOU SHOWED ME." kakashi turns in obito's arms and wraps his arms and his painful, sore wrists around obito's back, pressing his cheek to his shoulder. "i'll go anywhere you go, for as long as you want me." obito nips kakashi's ear. "forever, then." kakashi laughs, his throat hoarse. but he smiles, small and secret to himself. "forever then," kakashi says, lifting his pinky. obito hooks it. THE END