Title: The Chair
Fandom: Naruto
Pairing: Kakashi x Iruka
Rating: PG
Summary: Iruka gets a new piece of furniture. Happy Birthday Iruka!
Iruka stared at the new piece of furniture in his living room. He blinked, rubbed his eyes, and blinked again. He also pinched himself for good measure. And just to make sure he wasn't dreaming, he pricked his fingers with a senbon. Nope, it's still there.
"Hellooooooooooo!" A voice sounded from his door. "Sensei, are you home?"
Kakashi ambled into the living room, kicking off his shoes as he did. He grinned when he saw Iruka, slack jawed and staring at the new chair that was sitting comfortably in the center of their living room. He did an internal happy dance, knowing that he had been spot on when they had gone furniture shopping just a few weeks ago.
*****
"Kakashi! Cut it out!" Iruka yelled from where he was inspecting tables. "If you're moving in with me, you'd better be helping me pick out the extra furniture that we'll need."
"I'm just trying out the couches," Kakashi replied lazily from his prone position.
"And how is sleeping going to do that?" Iruka snapped back. Happily, Kakashi bounded over to cuddle the teacher from behind.
"Well," he whispered. "I've got to figure out which one will hold up the best when I fuck you hard against the back of it. And I've got to know how comfortable it will be when you're bouncing on my cock as I'm leaning against it."
Iruka blushed bright red before slipping out of his grasp. He mumbled something about chairs for the table and practically ran away. Kakashi grinned before following. He was fine with anything Iruka chose, as long as it was sturdy enough.
"Iruka, where are you?" Kakashi called when he didn't immediately see the other man. Not hearing a reply, he continued browsing around the store. It was by pure accident that he stumbled across the other man.
Kakashi's mouth fell open as he saw Iruka. The man was caressing the soft leather seat of the chair as he reclined in it. The expression on his face was one that Kakashi could only describe as post-orgasmic. His mouth went dry as Iruka snuggled deeper into the chair - no, loveseat.
"So, you really like this, don't you?" Kakashi half-whispered, afraid to break the spell.
"Yeah," Iruka sighed happily. He reached around and pulled at the price tag. Only to jump out of the chair. Abruptly, he turned away and moved back towards the tables. Intrigued, Kakashi glanced at the tag. It wasn't too expensive, he could definitely afford it with his salary.
But, my salary is almost three times Iruka's. Sighing, Kakashi let go of the tag.
*****
He was glad he had bought the couch anyways, hiding his purchase from Iruka's eyes. And now...
"Do you like it?"
"How-what-why-" Iruka was adorably flustered, but at the same time, he was caressing the soft leather.
"Thank you!" Iruka threw his arms around Kakashi's neck, drawing him in for a tight hug. Kakashi grinned, Mission Accomplished.
"Happy Birthday Iruka. Now, how about we try out that chair?" A grin answered his own as he pushed Iruka into the leather.
"Why do you think I wanted the chair in the first place?" Kakashi growled as he tackled Iruka. A very happy birthday, indeed!
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I think I'm incapable of writing anything other than crack ^_^