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bougiebutchbitch · 2 years

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Going on from that last post...

Kakashi gets so fucking overstimulated and sensitive with Gai because he just. Does NOT have the stamina.

No one does, when it comes to Gai. But while Kakashi can keep up with him in most physical challenges, in this one particular feat, he’s woefully inexperienced.

E-RATED FICLET UNDER CUT <3

His body’s a contradiction: soft yet swollen, the slick glide of pleasure overlaid with pain. They’ve been at it for so long, his innards feel bruised, like Gai’s fucked him pliant, to fit only his shape.

Kakashi has lost track of so much. The time, the date, whether he needs to be able to walk tomorrow. He’s certainly lost track of how many times his body has wrung weakly down on Gai, legs fitting as he clenches and squirms through one dry orgasm after the next.

But there’s one fact that refuses to dissolve into pure sensation. Namely, that Gai’s.

Still.

Hard.

“I think you win this round,” he manages - though Gai has to lean in close to hear. “P-point to you - oh, oh fuck...”

Even just breathing shifts the angle of their bodies, presses Gai into new places. Kakashi has to bite his lips to trap the moans.

That proves futile when Gai laughs. The vibration travels through his chest and into his pelvis, where it rests flush to Kakashi’s own. “I didn’t realise we were having a challenge.”

How is Gai’s voice still so level? Sure, he’s breathless, but in a ‘good work out’ kinda way, not a ‘two thrusts from death’s door’ kinda one. “I - I mean, even if you did, the outcome would still be the same...”

“Don’t underestimate me, rival!” Gai raises himself over Kakashi. His arms only shake a little, which is just all kinds of unfair, as Kakashi’s musculature has been replaced with wet gelatin. “If we were having a challenge, I wouldn’t have gone so easy on you! You would’ve succumbed and admitted defeat far sooner!”

“Easy?” Kakashi sputters. He gestures down at them: at their chests, tacky from his smeared cum; at the plump hickeys Gai sucked around his left nipple; at his soft, sore cock and his softer, sorer hole. His pelvis aches like he’s been smacked with a jackhammer for an hour, which isn’t so far from the truth. “You call this easy? What else would you have done?”

Really, he should’ve known better than to ask.

“Good?” Gai’s voice drifts in from far away, and Kakashi nods before he realises what he’s doing, head loose on his neck.

It is good. So good it’s kinda terrifying, like that slow slide from tipsy to drunk. Euphoric, yes. But out of all control.

Kakashi has never enjoyed that sensation. Except, apparently, here and now. With Gai.

“Good,” Gai agrees. He grabs Kakashi’s floppy arm and encourages him to pin his own leg in place, thigh to his chest so Gai can hit that impossible new angle, their bodies interlocking like puzzle pieces. Like this, his hips twisted and Gai straddling his lower thigh, every thrust slides in to the hilt. Kakashi hooks his elbow under his knee, spreading himself, feeling his tight-bruised body accept Gai without any conscious command, again and again and again.

He might also be whimpering. Just a bit.

“You look lovely like this, you know. So open for me, shimmering with the sweet dew of youth...”

“Th-that’s nice, Gai. Thank you. You too.”

The words come out slurred. It’s impressive that they’re discernable at all, as Gai draws out slow enough for him to feel every inch.

Kakashi teeters on the cusp of blacking out, hovering in that fuzzy space where he’s simultaneously hyperaware of every touch and so distant his body doesn’t quite feel like his own. Any moment, he might slip into black oblivion. But he doesn’t. He’s kept right there, contorted and stuffed, making these pathetic croaky moans at the thick stretch and tug of Gai inside him.

He knows Gai would stop as soon as he asks, but he can’t work his slack mouth around the words. Wouldn’t want it to stop, even if he could do more than pant and moan. It's so good - but it's so much. Gai’s so much...

“Are you going to cum again?” Gai asks, pinning Kakashi’s hips down one-handed. There’s no tease there - if anything, he sounds delighted.

Kakashi wishes he could spit that it’s high time Gai got in on this whole cumming thing too, because frankly, this is getting ridiculous. But his throat chokes up, head swimming delirious, his eyes half-rolled back into his head and his whole body twitching like he's being shocked at every rock of Gai's hips -

A hand pushes sweaty hair back from his forehead. “There you go,” says Gai, warmly. “There you go.”

Kakashi, still whimpering, reaches for him. He grabs a fistful of silky black hair, dragging Gai down into a kiss. His legs are cramped and aching, the small, shivery orgasm still throbbing out from his core, and his body can’t tell if he’s in agony or bliss.

Only that Gai’s here, making a happy, surprised noise as Kakashi shoves his tongue in his mouth and whines. Gai’s here, buried deep inside him, the join of their bodies so wet with lube and pre-cum that each buck of his hips is frictionless sensation. Gai’s here, straining against Kakashi’s grip on his hair like he wants to feel the pain, without pulling away.

No - the only one who pulls away is Kakashi.

“Um,” says Gai, as Kakashi shudders one more time, then shoves at Gai’s abdomen until he extracts himself. He even manages not to scream as the slow retraction stimulates every tender millimetre, the electric aftershocks almost making him writhe. “Are you okay? What’re you - “

Kakashi wrestles back muscle control. Forces his eyes open, his slack jaw shut. He closes his shaking thighs, wincing at the creak from his hips, then - slowly, achingly - swings both legs off the side of the bed. He’s not convinced they’ll hold him. Still, no time like the present to find out.

Gai kneels up, concern painting his sweaty face. His hair is rumpled, his abs tense enough to stand out through the meat of his belly, and his broad, red cock does that twitchy thing that Kakashi’s extensive reading on the subject informs him means that he’s close. Just not close enough. “Kakashi...?”

Kakashi stands - on the third try. He leans over Gai, glaring into his dark, pretty eyes. “If you touch me for one more minute, I am going to faint.”

Gai shrinks away. “Oh. Sorry, it’s just - was that too much? I thought you were enjoying it - “

“I was! I really was.” Kakashi steps back, hands on his hips, and waits for the room to stop spinning. “But I guess you could say your, uh, youthful stamina got the better of me.”

Gai only looks more dejected. “Ah - yes. I have been told before that I can take far too long - one of the few drawbacks of cultivating such a healthy physique! Of course, I understand utterly. We can stop. I don’t have to...”

He gestures wordlessly down at himself. Still standing proud: heavy shaft and pulsing veins, glossy with lube. Still ready for round... ten? Eleven?

Kakashi didn’t think he had enough moisture left in his body to salivate. Apparently, he’s wrong.

“Who said anything about stopping?” he growls, turning for the chest of drawers beside the bed. “You’re going to wait right here, and I’m going to go find a vibrator to stick in you while I jerk you off.” For the next damn hour, if I have to.

That wipes the pout from Gai’s face - thank the Sage. Still, his brows furrow together, and he plucks at the soaked towel Kakashi had the forethought to put down before they started. “You don’t have to. I’m used to - um. Not getting off, when I - with others.”

That’s all the more reason for Kakashi to get him off, by any means necessary. He might be exhausted. He might be dazed and dizzy, ass still stretched and empty, oddly cold without Gai to fill him. But at those words, he swears he feels those fires of rivalry Gai’s always on about ignite in his chest - along with a surge of aggravation at every partner Gai’s had before. He flings open the first drawer and starts rummaging. “Well, you’d better get used to this instead. You know I’m as stubborn as you are, Gai.”

“I mean... almost.”

Kakashi twists over his shoulder to squint at Gai - and to give him a view of the fat pink dildo he’s found, its textured length full of metal beads, ready to start buzzing at a single pulse of chakra. “Almost?”

Gai’s grin is as easy as the sprawl of his big body over the bed, the way his legs fall to either side as Kakashi, wincing more than he cares to admit, crawls painfully back onto the mattress between them. “Well, you did just admit defeat in a challenge...”

“Eh? That doesn’t count!”

“But you said, rival...”

“Well, I retract it!” He brandishes the dildo in a way that might’ve made him feel inexpressibly stupid five years ago, or even one. Hard to feel stupid about anything though with Gai looking up at him like that, all soft, kiss-plush mouth and square jaw. “I’m still here, aren’t I?”

Gai doesn’t touch him again - not even a stroke of his arm. But his lashes lower at those words and the heated look he gives Kakashi from under them sends a shiver through Kakashi’s aching, overused body, nevertheless.

“Yes,” he says quietly, passing over the lube bottle from where it had fallen down the crack between the mattress and the bedframe. “You are.”

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